I promise I'm not gone forever. I'm writing something. I'm writing something for the first time in forever (literally maybe a decade or more) that isn't a movie review or a piece about movies or a tweet, and it's the greatest fucking feeling in the world. I thought maybe I was broken, that my ability to write fiction had died somewhere along the road to now, and I wouldn't ever be able to do the thing I want to do…

If there's a lingering, vague sense of disappointment regarding this film lurking somewhere in my soul, it's due to the fact that the first half of Muschietti's vision (yes, this is part one of two, dealing with the first time the Losers confront Pennywise while they're still kids--Part 2 will deal with what happens to them as adults) for one of King's most notorious novels comes so fucking close to being perfect, yet that five-star experience slipped through my fingers…