While I thought the new guy did a pretty good job of being creepy (when he's allowed to be, and not just digitally vibrating all over the place) nobody drives the train straight to creepsville like Tim Curry.
Suffers from the same stilted, made-for-TV neutering every other King Miniseries does, but somehow manages to rise above the others somewhat.
Maybe it's Derry. Maybe it's the kids. Maybe it's just the nonsensical wholesomeness with which this totally fucked up and evil story perplexingly unfolds, like some kind of weird, alternate. Summer Vacation version of Lady in White.
Or maybe it's just Tim.