Warning: *SPOILERS*
This one has been out for a while, but I wouldn't waste my time. It is one of those strange things you see nowadays where a semi-moronic PC 'message' is shoehorned into the script. In this case, a shrill, feminist message aka men are demanding pervs and women are waif victims. I don't know if that is what Stephen King intended, but even my wife thought it was foolish.
The ridiculously spoiled, bitchy female principle (awash in suburban luxury provided by her husband) is accidentally chained to the bed reluctantly during one of her husband's kinky games trying to renew the spark in their marriage, and when he dies of a heart attack, she is left handcuffed to the bed to muse and dream, with obligatory memories of childhood abuse.
After a series of epiphanies, catharses, and strange experiences that she can't tell if they are real or not, she de-gloves one of her hands to escape. She winds up using life insurance money and inheritance to start a center for victims of sex abuse.
I thought the movie was pretty barfy and contrived.