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Stephen King and Frank Darabont in 2007 (Photo: Bennett Raglin/WireImage via Getty Images). The Mist promotional art, The Green Mile (Photo: Warner Bros.), and The Shawshank Redemption (Photo: Columbia Pictures)

The Stephen King cinematic renaissance could really use Frank Darabont

Stephen King and Frank Darabont in 2007 (Photo: Bennett Raglin/WireImage via Getty Images). The Mist promotional art, The Green Mile (Photo: Warner Bros.), and The Shawshank Redemption (Photo: Columbia Pictures)
Graphic: Jimmy Hasse

It’s been 12 years since Frank Darabont directed a movie, but the epilogue he left viewers with still stings. The Mist, his 2007 adaptation of Stephen King’s Lovecraftian novella of the same name, ends with hero David Drayton (Thomas Jane) euthanizing his fellow survivors (including his 8-year-old son) in the face of what appears to be certain death. As he prepares to sacrifice himself to the creatures of the mist, it suddenly dissolves—the calvary arrives, the day is saved. He killed his son for nothing. He screams. The movie ends. It’s a gutting, gasp-worthy swerve that’s even more shocking when you remember it comes from the guy behind The Shawshank Redemption (that soul-warming ode to hope, “maybe the best of things,” which turns 25 today).

“I knew that it was going to be a love-it-or-hate-it ending. But I thought, sometimes you’ve really got to go for it,” Darabont told The A.V. Club. Besides, he said, “It felt true to Steve’s work.” King agreed, telling him that he wished he had thought of that ending himself. “And then that, of course, turned into a challenge to find somebody willing to fund the movie because, of course, everyone wanted to change the ending,” he said. (King stuck by his endorsement, later calling the ending “such a jolt—wham!”)

Darabont’s doggedness is the stuff of legend, from his well-publicized budget struggles with AMC over The Walking Dead, which he developed, to his decision to turn down “a shitload of dough” so he, a relatively green 33-year-old, could direct Shawshank himself. Darabont often uses the word “muscular” to describe art he admires, but it’s also a pretty great descriptor of his work. To engage with his career is to feel not just the gravitas of his vision, but also the forceful yet precise touch he brings to adaptations. Like a strongman bending a lead pipe into something knotty and ridged, he retooled King’s simple novella Rita Hayworth And Shawshank Redemption into a complex work of powerhouse cinema. Although the friendship between convicts Andy (Tim Robbins) and Red (Morgan Freeman) hews close to the novella’s depiction, Darabont’s pen gave us identifiable villains in Warden Norton (Bob Gunton) and Captain Hadley (Clancy Brown), as well as endearing, cautionary figures in the good-hearted Brooks (James Whitmore) and the doomed Tommy (Gil Bellows). It’s one of the few films that even the King faithful would agree improves upon its source material.

It’s also the kind of bold, thoughtful, and deeply reverent adaptation that could only come from a lifelong fan of King’s work. Darabont got into the author, it turns out, the same way so many children of the ’70s and ’80s did: via a mail-order book club.

“If you didn’t want to buy the selection, you had to send the card back and let them know not to ship it, and I was a flaky teenager in high school and forgot to send the card back,” he explained. “Then they shipped me, purely by mistake, The Shining.” He meant to mail it back, but couldn’t stop himself from flipping through it first. “My eyes landed on the paragraph where the dead woman sits up in the bathtub and scares the hell out of Danny Torrance. That froze me in my tracks,” he said. “I sat down and I read the book in a white heat. I got to the end and did something I’d very rarely do, which is go back to the first page and read it again.”

Darabont went on to build his career in horror, writing scripts for A Nightmare On Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors (1987), The Blob remake (1988), and The Fly II (1989). It would seem only natural that he would tap into one of King’s spookier stories for his directorial debut. But he went a different route, making a short in 1984 from “The Woman In The Room,” a heartrending tale of grief and terminal illness collected in 1978’s Night Shift. “It’s not supernatural horror, but it’s a horror tale for sure,” he says. “I love genre stuff... That’s in my DNA. But the more genre can wrap its arms around stories of the human condition, the more I love it. That’s why I love [Twilight Zone creator] Rod Serling, for example, or Stephen King—they’re such humanistic storytellers.”

If there’s anything the history of King’s cinematic adaptations can teach us, it’s that the humanism Darabont reveres is key to making a good King movie. Unfortunately, that’s a lesson that seems to resonate with only a handful of filmmakers—Darabont, Gerald’s Game’s Mike Flanagan, and Stand By Me’s Rob Reiner—and not studios. Because for every Mist or Misery, there’s a half-dozen adaptations that speed in the opposite direction, be it through throwing out King’s original story (The Children Of The Corn, The Lawnmower Man), misinterpreting what makes a story special (The Dark Tower, It Chapter 2), or folding in an incompatible vision (Under The Dome, 2019’s Pet Sematary). Although this latest King cinematic renaissance has seen a number of strong outings—It Chapter 1, Gerald’s Game, Zak Hilditch’s 1922, Hulu’s 11/22/63—the high profitability of creative misfires like Pet Sematary and It Chapter 2 are bound to teach the studios behind the massive slate of upcoming adaptations the wrong lessons.

For Darabont, the key to adapting King is staying true to the source material. “If you’re not being true to the absolute letter of how the story was told on the page, you should be as true as possible to the spirit and the intention of the story on the page... If the material is solid, don’t change what you don’t have to change. Don’t do it just for the sake of your ego. I’ve seen directors do it time and again. It happened with my work as a writer. I’d see some director who thought he knew better and, frankly, I don’t think he did. The only person who knew better was Steven Spielberg.”

Morgan Freeman, Frank Darabont, and Tim Robbins at a 20th anniversary screening of The Shawshank Redemption in 2014.
Morgan Freeman, Frank Darabont, and Tim Robbins at a 20th anniversary screening of The Shawshank Redemption in 2014.
Photo: Paul Archuleta (Getty Images)

One upcoming project Darabont knows well is The Long Walk, based on the short novel King first published in 1979. Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark director André Øvredal will direct it for New Line, but that wasn’t originally the plan. For years, Darabont held the rights to the story, which centers around a punishing contest for teen boys in a dystopian future, but when they lapsed last year he let them go gracefully for no other reason than tiredness.

Following his contentious dismissal from The Walking Dead in 2013 and the disappointment of TNT not renewing his last project, Mob City, for a second season, he needed to get away from Hollywood for a while. “You’ve seen those old World War II movies where the B-17 is coming in and it’s shot up and on one engine and there’s only one wheel and the belly lands on the runway? That’s what I felt like. I felt like that B-17 at the end of this incredibly fortunate run of work that I did. And so when somebody said, ‘Hey, are you going to do The Long Walk or not?’ I said, you know what, let somebody else do it. It’s not fair to somebody else who might want to do it.”

He isn’t involved with Øvredal’s project, but he praises a “pretty darn faithful” script that may or may not bee the one penned by attached screenwriter James Vanderbilt (Zodiac, White House Down). It’s likely, however, that it is, as reports say that Vanderbilt wrote his script on spec several years ago in anticipation of the rights opening up.

One still longs for Darabont’s singular ability to translate King cinematically, a skill that’s proven elusive for so many. With The Shawshank Redemption and The Green Mile, the filmmaker excelled at illustrating the bonds that can crystallize between men in extraordinary situations. The Long Walk, a story of teenage boys confronting themes of friendship, competition, and sexuality as death looms, would’ve been a perfect fit for his sensibilities.

He did offer a few tantalizing details about his vision for it, saying he wanted it to have a “documentary feel.” He envisioned some of the characters wearing GoPro-type cameras that would round out the more conventionally shot footage. “And you can just imagine the amount of footage that you would get, the accidental footage that makes it feel so real,” he said.

He didn’t reveal too much, however, as he’s enjoying his time outside the limelight. “I’ve really taken most of the last five years off. Call it a sabbatical. It could be a retirement. Who knows?” he said. “I’ve got a few things I’m working on that I would be passionate enough about to get back into the line of fire, but nothing that’s real at the moment.” Another King story, perhaps? He wouldn’t say. He did put forth, however, that the two King properties he thinks “deserve a revisit” are The Stand and Salem’s Lot, both of which are currently in development, one as a CBS All Access series and the other as a film from producer James Wan and It screenwriter Gary Dauberman.

Even if he never returns to filmmaking, Darabont is more than happy to leave that world with The Mist, a film that, as he giddily recounted, made King himself leap out of his chair: “One of the fondest memories of my career was when we were first screening The Mist—I believe it was at the Alamo Drafthouse down in Austin. Steve flew in, bless his heart, to take part in that and watch the movie.” Darabont described one sequence, “a shameless pop scare,” where a moment of tense quiet is shattered by someone slamming on the glass of the supermarket. “And, at that moment, Stephen King was sitting right next to me, and he literally jumped three feet, up out of his chair, and came back down again in a crouched position with his head way down between his shoulders. I got the biggest satisfaction out of that.”

Who wouldn’t? Not everyone can say they’ve scared the master of horror.