Though the producers of the film came up with a tolerable story idea for this Stephen King adaptation (that had nothing to do with his original story, about a guy who eats stuff he mows), it's utterly botched in this sloppy, ultimately unfulfilling motion picture. Pierce Brosnan's talents are wasted, and the only other attraction is the (for the time) breathtaking computer animation -- yet a mere two years later, it's scarcely more impressive than a video tape of a screen saver. The title character starts out with promise, but inexplicably becomes a raving maniac because he watches people doing things around him that he'd like to be doing. When the insipid virtual reality plot ties in, it all goes from bad to worse. Even those not especially familiar with computers should be insulted by what the filmmakers are trying to convince us they can do. Of course, the whole story is supposed to be a little over-the-top, but...who cares?