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David Drayton and his eight-year-old son Billy are among a large group of terrified townspeople trapped in a local grocery store by a strange, otherworldly mist. All the shoppers have no clue what is going on until an old man runs in the market with a bloody nose and declares 'Something in the mist!' - creatures with large squid-like tentacles that have mouths, teeth, and arms. As reason crumbles in the face of fear and panic, David begins to wonder what terrifies him more: the monsters in the mist or the ones inside the store, the human kind, the people that until now had been his friends and neighbors?
The black-and-white version's stark contrasts give greater claustrophobic force to the fragility of civilization when ideology grows as deadly as any marauding beasts. Prepare also to be knocked cold and gut-kicked for good measure by its ending.
The Mist has a lot of the elements to be one of the great horror films, but it never quite puts it all together. It's still very good, but a few missteps keep it from ever being more than that.
The Shawshank Redemption, was splendid; the second, The Green Mile, wasn't; and now The Mist continues the slide. I wouldn't say this is laugh-out-loud risible, but there are definitely moments.
The Mist is a creature feature in which the monsters are almost incidental, but the panic and fear-mongering that comes with the territory is what ultimately causes the most chaos.
Writer-director Frank Darabont had skillfully translated the human drama of Stephen King's work in The Green Mile and The Shawshank Redemption , but he seems hopelessly lost in The Mist.
[This] grocery-store survival drama, dominated by Marcia Gay Harden as a shrill fundamentalist, serves as a crude but effective allegory for post-9/11 America.