Review: 1408

Perhaps John Cusack should’ve kept only one Stephen King adaptation on his resume, unfortunately, he made this turd of a movie.? If you’ve never watched John Cusack go crazy in a hotel room for two hours, I suggest you keep it that way.

On the bright side there was one moment when Sam Jackson shows up in the hotel minibar and I thought, you know my refrigerator could use a mini-Sam Jackson to hand me groceries and make my lunch in the morning and just, you know, raise the awesomeness of my otherwise condiment-laiden ice box.

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