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The Long Walk is one of my favorite books and I have been dreaming of a movie adaptation. I felt it was promising for the first 30 minutes, mostly due to wonderfully brutal cinematography. However, as soon as the drama ramped up, actors started to overact and the whole script all of a sudden derailed into Hollywood cliche land. I felt like the movie pretty much cut out all the parts of the book I loved the most and butchered the final scenes into something completely different than the subtle but powerful book ending intended to convey.

Wow, let me start by saying I didn't have a clue what I was walking into other than Stephen King being attached to this project. This movie is brutal, which is a shocking way to describe a movie that I thought is one of the best I have seen in a long time. My stomach was twisting and my leg developed a nervous twitch the deeper into the film I got. By the last quarter of the film, I had tears in my eyes and could hardly keep it together. So you are probably wondering, why? Well this movie cuts right to the heart of why any of us choose to get up each morning and walk around all day, even when life is throwing everything bad at us. It's because it's what you do when you are alive, you walk, and you walk because you have purpose. And we walk in spite of the fact we all know that one day we won't be able to walk anymore because our time will be up. Some decide when to quit their walk, some have their bodies or minds decide for them, and many continue their walk because of those they love picking them up and helping them move forward. And some just walk because that's all they know to do, survive. I won't say anymore, other than watch this film and prepare yourself for a hard but necessary watch. Bravo to all those involved with this film and story.

It was an ok movie, too much missed potential as they could have done so much more. More talking than action. There was no moments that really hit you and it felt kind of repetitive and you could see how the story would go from the beginning. A lot of things were out of nowhere, ofcourse people die but some of them the way they go out just has no substance, and there's no real twist that takes place. You know how most movies have a crisis in the middle that needs to be overcome? This movie doesn't have that. The ending was super annoying also and contradicts what was preached throughout the movie. I watched this based on the 7*+ ratings, but in my opinion it doesn't match up to any 7* movie I've ever seen, hence the rating.

I recently watched this movie, and to be honest, I'm struggling to understand the purpose behind it. From start to finish, it felt like the entire experience was built almost entirely around dialogue, yet those conversations rarely carried any real weight or depth. A film can absolutely thrive on dialogue alone when it's sharp, meaningful, or layered with subtext, but here it felt shallow, repetitive, and ultimately unconvincing.

The characters spend so much time talking, but what they're saying doesn't seem to move the story forward or reveal anything profound about who they are. Instead, it feels like words for the sake of words-long exchanges that might have been aiming for philosophical or emotional depth but fell flat. Without strong dialogue, the movie doesn't have much else to lean on, because there isn't really a compelling plot, standout visuals, or a strong atmosphere to carry the gaps.

Movies built around minimal action and heavy dialogue can be powerful when done well, but this one left me unmoved. It's not that I expect explosions or constant action, but I do expect substance. Unfortunately, this movie just didn't deliver, and I walked away more frustrated than entertained.

Read the book as a kid, and it never left me.

Stephen King - writing as Richard Bachman - didn't need monsters or explosions to terrify.

He gave us a hundred boys walking down an endless road, dying one by one under the weight of exhaustion, fear, and quiet madness.

It was slow, suffocating, and profoundly human. The horror wasn't in the gunfire - it was in the silence between steps.

And then came the 2025 "movie".

Absolute betrayal. Everything that made the book powerful - the tension, the intimacy, the claustrophobic pacing - is gone.

Filmmakers clearly didn't trust the story's simplicity, so they threw in noise, chaos, and overexposed emotion.

Turned King's psychological death march into yet another dystopian action flick with shaky cameras and empty dialogue.

Characters are cardboard cutouts delivering cliché lines between slow-motion shots.

Watching this movie felt like watching someone pave over a graveyard. Hollywood gloss and lazy direction that doesn't respect the story. It doesn't even seem to understand it.

Shallow and soulless Garbage.