One of the best film adaptations of a book has to be Stanley Kubrick’s interpretation of Stephen King’s The Shining (1980), the images from which were indelibly imprinted on my brain at a rather young age, and have never left. I would not have been allowed to see the movie the year it came out, but remember being haunted by the TV commercials: the bloody elevator, the creepy twins, Jack Nicholson’s maniacal grin as he chased his own family, limping, through the snowy hotel grounds.
A few years later, when I was finally old enough to read the book and watch the movie, neither disappointed. King’s novel and Kubrick’s film are iconic, and stay with me as the most fabulously suspenseful, edge-of-your-seat, bite-your-nails and hold-your-breath in terror, defining horror stories of my generation.
~Jennifer M. Kaufman