Town looks a little dead today. - Nollie GardnerAlthough I adore Stephen King’s early work, I never got around to reading Salem’s Lot and all I know about the original 1979 Tobe Hooper directed TV Miniseries is that the head vampire is a Nosferatus knock-off. So I walked into this town solely with my back-pack and an empty stomach. How were the bacon and eggs at the diner? How was the hospitality? Let’s find out. Although most critics won’t admit to it, one’s state of mind can influence to various degrees as to liking a movie or not. When I viewed Salem’s Lot, it was 3 in the morning, I couldn’t sleep, I was bummed out (life is rough these days) and I didn’t give a shit about much other than that fine drink resting in my hand. Yes, my ideal lullaby is hearing ice cubes jangle! But the second my Player kicked in the Salem’s Lot disk, much like devouring a good Stephen King book, I got absorbed into the immense, Gothic world of the picture and simply didn’t want to leave. That’s what I dig about a well made Miniseries; it has the time to concentrate on characters and if done right, that gives us, the viewer, the opportunity to get attached to people and situations on a deeper level. Salem’s Lot did it right! Props to screenwriter Peter Filardi (writer of Flatliners) for capturing what King is all about through his tightly written screenplay. Filardi more often than none, managed to cover his vast ground evenly and taking into account the multitude of players he had to wrangle, that was quite a feat. The same went for director Mikael Salomon’s polished show! The man succeeded in making his film look and feel like classic Stephen King. Although it wasn’t shot in Maine (it was filmed in Australia), the grayness of it all, the damp feel and the endearing, oppressive bleak atmosphere sure fooled me…I WAS IN MAINE! Scratch that…I WAS IN STEPHEN KING’S MAINE! Suspense wise, well since I gave a choco-fudge about everybody in this pet shop, I was often on the edge of my sofa chewing on a pillow in antsy-ness. It surely helped that the visual effects were top notch (now that was some creepy vampires) and that Salomon knew how to build momentum to then smack me on the head with healthy doses of fright. For my semi jaded ass to feel “anticipation” during a flick these days, it must be doing something right! Lastly, any opus that has kids in it and isn’t afraid to slay them gets my respect. The way I looked at it, if children can check out, anybody can! You got to love King! He adores venturing into those darkest corners and you know what? I cherish following him there. On the stale side of the fangs, running at 3 hours, the story did get repetitive in places. I didn’t sense that the town’s folks reacted quickly enough to their severe problem. We get it vamps are taking over…can the story move forward now? Furthermore, some subplots didn’t get enough attention for my liking. The Ben/Susan thing and the main villains (Hauer and Sutherland) were underused in my futile opinion. And why was the finale so rushed? Everything was solved way too straightforwardly and I didn’t fully grasp what that last “baddie’s” intentions were. Oh well…you can’t win them all! On the whole though, Salem’s Lot was a captivating, fear-provoking and talent filled horror journey with a top notch cast on its side. You going to take a vacation in Salem’s? I recommend you do! Just don’t forget to pack lots garlic and hair gel for Rob Lowe! He needs them bad!