You could make a strong case that a couple movies are better than their source material, and you could make a strong case that a couple of the movies never, ever should have been made— like every physical copy should be found and buried together in a mass grave.
I guess that should be expected though from an author both as popular and as prolific as King.
But like everything involving Stephen King, no one has any idea what we’ll actually get until we see it.
Perhaps no author outside of Shakespeare has ever produced such a mixed catalog of brilliant adaptations, mediocre adaptations and straight up terrible adaptations.