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Part homage to Kubrick's moody atmospherics, and part hyper-literal superhero story, "Doctor Sleep" is stylish, engrossing, at times frustratingly illogical and, ultimately less than profoundly unsettling.
The sequel to Stanley Kubrick's 'The Shining' relies way too much on borrowed inspiration and eventually runs out of steam. But this flawed hybrid of Kubrick and Stephen King still has the stuff to keep you up nights.
When a film with so much going for it -- from the first-rate cast to the meaty premise -- basically unravels and loses steam, it's a reminder that the challenge of wrestling one of King's epic books into a genuinely satisfying movie can be, well, redrum.
And while one can sometimes feel Flanagan struggling to satisfy both King and Kubrick fans when he really should be trusting his own vision, he's talented enough to pull off this difficult blend of legacies.
With Doctor Sleep, no room is left to doubt that the good characters merit sympathy and the bad ones deserve to suffer. That would be fine in a fairytale, if it were short and sweet enough, but it seems a meagre vision for two and a half hours.
For all the fresh originality of the first half, why do we have to retread Kubrick's film again? Leashing the film adaptation so closely to Kubrick's film is a missed opportunity for this story to realize the full mystical potential promised.
By the time the nude old lady from The Shining appears on the fourth and final occasion in this earnest, uneven and hopelessly derivative sequel, you'll want get her a towel, a cuppa and a pair of slippers.
Compounding the already considerable disconnect between King's two stories, Doctor Sleep can't always seem to decide if it wants to be its own thing or a kind of throwback fetish object, a tribute to the cult of Kubrick.
A flat Frankenstein of a fright flick that stops and starts with frustrating regularity as it tries to memorialize the horror maestro's newer story elements while tipping a filmic hat to what the late cinema god etched into our brains.
It's nothing to go channeling your inner Jack Nicholson and chopping through doors. But Flanagan's "Doctor Sleep" respects both King's and Kubrick's visions while letting a rising horror master go his own way, too.
You could call it fan service, if the service is to teach fans that mimicking Stanley Kubrick's chilly elegance -- and even reshooting scenes from the original film with lookalike actors, a crime bordering on sacrilege -- doesn't make your take as scary.
Just when things threaten to slow to a stall, you can count on Ferguson to roar to the occasion to shake you; when she's around, she's the whole show, threatening, cajoling, erotically boiling when prey is at hand.