This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I was really interested in the concept after an absolutely killer introductory scene and some fun directorial flourishes with tension building and a couple of neat tricks with tracking shots, reveals, etc.
But as time goes on the payoffs just don't compete with the buildups. Instead of being terrified of the grim reality of what happens to the victims of 'it' I'm left scratching my head as to how it was supposed to have worked in earlier scenes.
++++ Marky Mark
++++ The Rock
+++ Can you smell what The Rock is cooking
+++ "This is still a true story"
- Rebel Wilson
+ "China fucking crap
+ The Russian stripper
+ The Russian stripper's body
++ The internal monologues
+++ Ed Harris
--- This movie was just one off-color joke away from going into John Waters territory
-- Fargo kinda did this dance before