The fact that most of the good Stephen King stories have already been taken has never proved an obstacle to optioning one for film adaptation. (See: Riding The Bullet… someone should! Please, tip your waitresses.) That's true even of 1982's well-thumbed Different Seasons, which—after already spawning Stand By Me, Apt Pupil, and The Shawshank Redemption—only has a single novella left untouched in "The Breathing Method." And this leaves Sinister director Scott Derrickson no other choice but to develop it for the screen, despite "Breathing Method" being a comparatively thin love story about a 1930s-era doctor and the poor, expectant mother he treats, with its only truly memorable moments arriving in its final pages. After all, otherwise "Breathing Method" would continue to just lay there between Different Seasons' more successful chapters, with readers heaping scorn and hocking great, phlegmy gobs on it for failing to become a movie. And readers shouldn't be screaming and spitting at their books. That makes no sense, and it's not a good way to treat books.