This movie is the proof that the world is becoming a sick and dumb place

How sad is this?

Brilliant and touching

A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

1922 is boring and sloppy, not a single idea was adapted well. Poor ideas tossed around left and right.

1922 is an admirable film adaptation of a Stephen King novella that makes substantial something that probably wasn't. Greed & murder are the ingredients in this seamy stew. Taking elements from disparate sources as Graveyard Shift & Dolores Claibourne, the story doesn't exactly tread new ground but it does stand as a solid genre piece letting the director get his foot in the door.

"1922" tells the story of a despicable man and how he dealt with his life after murdering his own wife with his son's help. Throughout the entire film, I never felt bad for Wilfred. Beginning to end, I hated him. With the story being told from his perspective, I saw how the character cared for no one except himself and his son. THIS WAS MY PROBLEM WITH THE MOVIE. The story was pretty good and, at times, scary, the message was there but the movie was told from the eyes of someone I hate. If it was not narrated and had been told as a horror-thriller-drama kind of movie, it could have been so much better. The one aspect of "1922" that I can praise, good story and scary scenes aside, are the performances of Thomas Jane, Dylan Schmid and Molly Parker. They were amazing.Overall, "1922" had major storytelling issues but it is an okay film.

The movie 1922 - based on the Stephen King novella with the same name - starts of promising. We are shown a great field with corn, belonging to our main character Wilfred James and his wife Arlette, who inherited the land from her deceased father. Although the two have some problems concerning their marriage, the sheer amount of corn just makes more then up for it. The farmer and his wife posses corn as far as the eye can see. But after all that corn is harvested before the incoming winter, we don't see that corn ever again. I guess one could draw a parralel between the literal decline of the amount of corn - the one vegetable Wilfred loves so much he even kills his wife to prevend her from selling the land on which the corn resides - and the mental decline of Wilfred and the physical decline of the estate as the movie progresses along after Wilfred's sin, but who cares. I just wanna see more corn. I rate this movie six out of ten pieces of corn: not enough corn. Gosh darn I just love corn so much.