A Fourth Film Challenge Emerges: Mighty Mick

While watching Halloween but thinking about The Shining miniseries from 1997 I had tried to find on YouTube earlier in the day but couldn't, and admittedly being influenced by a handful of bottles of Yuengling on this Monday night, I decided that I was going to add a much bigger master challenge to the three I earlier discussed: I wanted to watch the entire film and TV miniseries filmography of Mick Garris, plus the episodes of Masters of Horror and Fear Itself (both of which he created) that he himself directed.

Mick became known as one of Stephen King's preferred directors, doing The Sleepwalkers on the big screen for him and The Stand which I just recently purchased on VHS and The Shining from 1997 which just tonight I purchased on VHS when I decided I was going to embark on this project and later doing Bag of Bones in the early 10s too. However, it was through his creation of Masters of Horror and Fear Itself, and then as one of the top horror-focused podcast hosts in the business where he truly became a big name in the genre and I'm a huge fan of Masters of Horror and own the first season on DVD.

Let's give a spotlight to one of the true working men of horror filmmaking.

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