John Dies at the End

John Dies at the End

Newcomers might feel alienated by the seeming randomness as David Wong’s 480 page horror-com is adapted to the screen by Don Coscarelli (Phantasm), a process familiarly hindered by the centrality of the Douglas Adams-esque narration in the outstanding source. Nonetheless it is a smart translation – massively abridged and not nearly as scary or as often funny, the joy is in the plot devices, the misdirection, intrigue and hot dog phones. An endearing indie fit for anyone wanting to see something a bit different.