Nostalgia isn’t always what it used to be; one of Stephen King’s best books made for a pretty average film in 1989, and this 2019 revision actually improves on the original without ever approaching the heights of the text. Jason Clarke brings his signature intensity to Louis Creed, a doctor who moves with his wife and children to idyllic Maine, only to find that there’s a highway at the bottom of the garden where heavy trucks pass by. This scenario is laced with dread; no matter how hard Creed has worked, no matter how stable the relationships his life is built upon, death, sudden and decisive, lies only a few baby steps away from his house, and nothing he can do will avert it. Of course, when tragedy strikes, there’s an ancient burial ground around which offers him a chance at apparent salvation, but only delivers a brief respite before something cruel comes down the pike. Pet Sematary’s narrative body-swerves the climax or the original book and film, apparently with King’s blessing, and puts something more cinematic in it’s place. John Lithgow plays a more grounded version of Fred Gwynne’s old codger who knows all the secrets, and plot-holes aside, Kevin Kolsch and Dennis Widmeyer’s film manages to deliver the nasty thrills that the dark story demands.