Y’know it’s not gonna top the original Kubrick classic but then what will, what’s so bad about it?
The short of it is that no one honestly believes
The Shining needs a sequel. Stephen King's lifelong butthurt over Kubrick improving his story festered until he shat out an epilogue in which a grown-up Danny has a character arc consisting of deciding that black girls are worth saving, then fights fear vampires who make him go back to the Overlook for no reason. The main problem is that the story is retarded in the same way Thomas Harris' Hannibal sequel to Silence of the Lambs is; where the decades-too-late sequel has no business existing but for the sake of business. It is most definitely a $equel made by someone lacking a worthy idea for a sequel to a film so well-regarded than major studios are eager to distribute it on the merit of IP and no other quality.
Flanagan and his cast did the best they could to elevate retarded material; and then Warner Bros cut the film down to be even more retarded. Though the director's cut is very watchable, the memberberries of the Shining theme, reproductions of Overlook Hotel sets framed to reproduce shots from Kubrick's film, actors distractingly made up to look like Danny Lloyd, Shelley Duvall, Scatman Crothers, and Jack Nicholson, faithful adaptation of King's cringeworthy dialogue desperately in need of the same revision Kubrick duly performed (e.g. "fucking
men!", "it tastes like
whiskey!", "they're STAAARVIIIING!", "they call me Rose...THE HAT!", etc.), and the film's ending of destroying the hotel via the boiler the way Jack did in the original book (the Doctor Sleep novel's final showdown with a woman in a magician's hat merely takes place in the 30+ year old ruins of the Overlook) ensure the audience never forgets that they're watching something closer to an AI-generated clickbait trailer of what a sequel to The Shining might look like with modern actors - But it lasts two and a half hours, and Ewan McGregor's affected American accent is distracting.
Everyone other than King gave it their best shot, and Jacob Tremblay is pretty good at being sexually murdered with a knife by old people who huff his child death farts. But the film's plot, character motivations, and filler dialogue conveyed by filler characters are stupid in a non-entertaining way serving as a constant, needling reminder that a mediocre, 21st century "sequel" to a Stanley Kubrick classic simply has no business existing. I'm glad everybody got paid - But I doubt I'll ever feel like watching the film again (the last time I did was as a prank on someone who loves Kubrick's Shining). The Doctor Sleep film is a competent adaptation of a stinky turd.