As we continue our look into the Stephen King
adaptations for the year, we’ve come to a certain story that holds a very
special place in my heart for a number of reasons. Growing up with a rather
morbid and horror-loving mother, I had a lot of exposure to King’s work
growing up. One such examples was the 1990 miniseries based on King’s novel It.
Despite its rather glaring issues, much like most other Stephen King-based
miniseries, it has a very secure place in my personal nostalgia. That
connection would eventually lead to the Nostalgia Critic incident, which I have discussed on here before, where my love for the miniseries lead me to my
first-ever instance of fanboy rage. I’ve had many more cases of that since
then, but that was what first lit fire under me to rage out about what someone
else dares to think about something I love; you’ll notice that I don’t tend to
do this that much anymore.
And now, after a fair amount of time in production
limbo, we have the first of two theatrical films based on that same story.
Knowing my own love for Tim Curry’s homicidal kookiness as Pennywise, I was
definitely sceptical about how it would measure up. What I was in no way
prepared for was just how good this would turn out.
