It's been a long ass time since I've read a Stephen King book. My husband has read a bunch though and told me that the movies are always bad versions of the books because they miss a lot of explanation. Holy fuck does this movie have a lot that feels random and I just need to accept. Dick biting lamprey creatures, the greys, psychic powers that might as well be the Shining, Morgan Freeman, Morgan Freeman's giant eyebrows, mind libraries, neurodiverse individuals with greater psychic powers, Jason Lee...
Dreamcatcher has a group of friends that all share some form of psychic connection. We find out that these are gifted to them by Dudits, the neurodiverse boy they rescue from some teenage assholes in a really uncomfortable scene. When the group is getting together for one of their planned Winter cabin bro-outs the animals all start running away and then a dick biting lamprey comes out of some stranger's butt. From there we get more aliens, psychic crap, and then even weirder alien stuff all mixed with Morgan Freeman's crazy eyebrow extensions and covert military stuff.
Like I said, there was entirely too much going on in this film and not enough explanation. It had a decent cast, acting, and effects (for 2003) but I still don't know why the fuck Morgan Freeman was so obsessed with this shit or ordered there. Or why the fucking monsters went straight for the dick! The ending was not bad but once again more fucking random alien shit and then it's just over. Done. Just like I am with this review.
I give Dreamcatcher 1 lamprey out of 5:
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