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The
Bachman Books (writing as Richard Bachman)
Another
omnibus. I'll review each book as a stand alone. Have I mentioned that
I have an ongoing love hate relationship with omnibus versions? Probably,
as I only have a couple of recurring trains of thought. I tend to repeat
repeat myself a lot.
Rage
(©1977)  
A young man walks into his high school and shoots a couple of teachers,
and holds a classroom hostage. The story is at times riveting,
and often disturbing. Much of the punch this story packs, has been soured
by reality. There have been too many real life dramas and killings
involving high school students. I found this a fascinating story,
and was unable to stop reading until I had finished the whole thing.
Rumour has it that Mister King, no longer wishes to have this story
published.
The Long
Walk (©1979)   
Wow. Pretty simple story. 100 young men set out on a walk
and won't stop until no one is left standing. The only way out
once you start walking though is to "get your ticket." An unbelievable
read (meaning good for a change). Hard to stop reading from the
first page, it's like watching a horrific accident happen. You
don't want to watch, but you can't stop just the same. Truly an
amazing tale. So simple in structure, it is the characters and
raw humanity that make this so engrossing.
Roadwork
(©1981)
The weakest book so far. I'm not saying that this is a bad book. The
pace is fast, and you are totally drawn into the character. The common
theme in all of the Bachman books is the strong narrative, and depth
of character. The story is a simple one. A road extension is being
built, and it will go through what was once a nice suburban neighbourhood.
The guys snaps, and won't move. We get to watch as the main character
falls apart.
The Running
Man (©1982) 
Another happy story (uh, that's sarcasm folks). Most people are probably
familiar with the Arnie movie. Don't expect the same thing in the book.
The basic premise is the same, killing for sport and pleasure. The audience
wants blood, the game provides the action. As with all of the Bachman
books this was a page turner. Not a happy story, and the ending is about
what you'd expect from Bachman, not King.
These are books the King couldn't
have written as King at the time. Very dark, bleak, and without redemption.
The anthology left me feeling kind of yucky. It was like staying too
long at a funeral. You're glad when it's over, but you're glad you went.
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Four
Past Midnight (©1990)   
This
one had been sitting on my shelf over a decade, and I finally decided
to give it a whirl. After all, I'm a sucker for a King story, and he's
a master button pusher, and who knows one day he may even get the recognition
he deserves.
There are four tales here,
The Langoliers, Secret Window, Secret Garden, The Library Policeman,
and The Sun Dog. I'll say straight off, that I am not going to go into
an in-depth literary analysis of the pros and cons of each individual
tale. That would take time, energy and thought. Of which I have little
of each at the moment. So I'll use a wide brush and paint the whole
bunch in one masterful stroke.
Ready?
These are really good. In fact
much better that I expected. Sure, the weird monster bowling balls with
teeth from The Langoliers was so stupid it was funny - but it didn't
detract from the ethereal dreamlike quality the whole story evoked.
Secret Window was a variation of The Dark Half, and was good enough
for what it was. The Library Policeman was creepy King at his best -
the man has a freakish imagination and frankly at times he gives me
the heebie-jeebies. The last story, The Sun Dog is another simple what
if story and although I found it to be somewhat weaker than the other
stories it was a solid story.
In there's nothing here that
will bend your brain but it will take you away and provide hours of
creepy entertainment, and in the end isn't that why we read the guy's
stuff anyway?
Reviewed December 2004
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Gerald's
Game (©1992)    
Eyeeew!
Ick! Gross! Disturbing. Mister King is one sick sick man at times. The
underlying subject matter here is so taboo it's no wonder the master
of the macbre put on his "what if" hat and dared to go where
no one should venture.
The story is pretty simple
on the surface. A husband and wife go to their cabin in the woods to
have a little afternoon nookie. The husband and wife have been playing
bondage games, which the husband enjoys a lot more than his wife. He
cuffs her to the bed is all ready to enjoy an afternoon of mattress
bouncing. However, his wife decides that she's had enough and asks nicely
to be unshackled. Gerald ignores her, and proceeds to pretend his wife's
objections are part of "the game." She asks again, and finally
has enough and give old Gerald a swift kick to the happy sack.
In hindsight this was probably
a bad idea, as Gerald's ticker tocks, and this pretty much leaves poor
Jessie up the old Hershey highway.
Lucky for Jessie she hears
voices, and all of a sudden there's a regular party going on. Apparently
Jessie has some unresolved issues, and what better place to confront
you demons that lying handcuffed to a bed, with your husband dead on
the floor and no way to get out.
There are some good creepy
bits, and some totally over the top scenes pretty much guaranteed to
make you go "eyeeew!" This isn't a book for everyone, if fact
it's probably the most offensive book I've read by King, which I'm sure
if he ever rad this would delight him to no end. In a way I'm surprised
I actually finished this thing.
In a weird way this is what
Mister King does best. Take something totally off limits and weave it
into a story. He is a master button pusher, I'll give him that.
Gee, I wonder why this one
hasn't been made into a movie?
Reviewed March 4, 2004
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Nightmares
& Dreamscapes (©1993)   
I
started reading this book a number of years ago, and read about half
of it in a couple of days. It got to be to heavy to pack around on the
train so it was delegated to be my standby night table book. Then a
few months ago I started picking away at it again. A story here, a story
there - and pretty soon I'd finished the whole thing.
This is pretty standard King.
There are a lot of very good stories in here, and a couple of excellent
ones as well. King goes for the gross out in the odd story, and succeeds
marvelously. If you're a fan of short stories, and like to be amazed,
thrilled, and grossed out, this is a meaty collection of tales.
reviewed July 16, 2000
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Desperation
(©1996)
   
Yikes!
This one was a big fat monster. It's a wonderful counterpoint
to the Bachman book. I could almost see Stephen in his gonch writing
this at times trying to come up with the most disgusting things possible.
I'll bet he could write an absolutely wicked Eczema Man story.
That said, I really liked this book.
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The
Green Mile (©1996)
    
A
weakness? True, but love him or hate him the guy is master button
pusher. I didn't buy into the serial hype, but when the omnibus
version made it to the remainder section of my favourite bookstore I
snapped it up. Wow. I couldn't put it down.
All of the cheesy dust jacket
quotes you've ever read apply to this one.
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Wizard
and Glass (©1997)
   
Hmm,
a book that I eagerly waited for. With the hook firmly planted
after The Wastelands with Blaine the Train, I could hardly wait to immerse
myself into Mister King's ongoing opus. The results are mixed,
but worthwhile. Without trying to put spoilers in here, let me
say that the Oz stuff in the later stages of the book were, well, weak.
It's a clever nod to L. Frank Baum, and reminded me a tad of the final
scene in Dan Simmons' Hyperion where all the characters walk into the
sunset singing "We're off to see the Wizard." The main part of
this novel was a prolonged flashback featuring a young Roland in his
first adventure after becoming a Gunslinger.
The whole world King creates
is like a giant plate of King's leftovers. Much like Moorcock's
Eternal Champion universe, one gets the feeling that King is also trying
to weave his tales into a common tapestry. The world of the Dark
Tower is rich and has more stories in it than will ever make it to paper.
I would love to see something about Roland's father and the elder Gunslingers,
more about the history of the Baronies, and how they were before the
world moved on.
So what's my final judgment
on Wizard and Glass? Good book. It's too easy to shoot it
full of holes, but if taken in stride a highly entertaining read, and
if you've been following the series, it's another piece of the puzzle.
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The
Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon (©1999)    
Some
books are so simple in premise it's a wonder we're not all writers.
Meet Trisha McFarland, a nine year old girl, who one day while walking
in the woods with her mother and brother gets lost. Seriously lost.
Unbelievably, undeniably, certifiably lost without a trace. A girl who
at nine, has no sense what so ever. Rather than stay put, she wanders,
and wanders, and wanders some more. Lucky for her she has her Tom Gordon
baseball cap. Eventually stuff happens and the story ends.
King to his credit, glosses
over the basic rule of "SAY PUT" and does what he does best
- and that's tell a story. He brings us along for the ride, as we watch
a little girl try to find her way home. There's all sorts of minor weirdness,
but nothing overly grisly or gross (I thought the part where she fell
in her own poop was pretty darn funny). As little Trisha gets more lost,
and more hungry she begins to see more and more strange things. Tom
Gordon keeps her company, and there's something stalking her in the
woods, or is there? King sort of introduces a couple of aborted sub-plots
which he thankfully abandons, and sticks with the Trisha.
This is a hard book to put
down too. I was about 20 pages from the end when my train reached the
final station, so I walked to the car, sat in the front seat and finished
the rest. King had sucked me in, and even managed to make my eyes well
up with the ending. I got suckered, and I liked it.
Reviewed August 2, 2001
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Storm
of the Century (©1999)    
Storm
of the Century is a strange little tale. Not much really happens, but
it's an engaging story nonetheless. King is a master button pusher and
he's not lost his touch. You know what's coming, but it doesn't matter
- it's a fun ride.
The story is pretty simple.
Take one bad man, one good man, a bunch of people who are like sheep.
Add one mother of a storm, add some little kids, a little gore for effect,
stir and serve chilled.
What makes this so much fun
is that for a teleplay, it reads really well, and it didn't take more
than a handful of pages for me to forget that I wasn't reading a novel.
The characters as always in
a King novel are fun and just over enough not to make them to much like
characatures. The villan Lingoe is good fun - who is he? A vampire,
a demon, an Amway distributor? King keeps you guessing until the end.
Mike Anderson as the small town lawman is well done too. The balance
of power throughout is nicely done. Plus there's enough blood and guts
to keep the body bags full.
The ending is hard to swallow,
but there really wasn't much room for King to play with. Still it works,
and for a guilty pleasure you can do much worse than reading Mister
King.
Scary stuff kids.
Reviewed July 2004
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From
a Buick 8 (©2002)    
For
the longest time I dismissed this book as Christine part two: the
Detroit years ... in my ignorance I figured Mister King had finally
run out of gas and was recycling his ideas by slapping on a fresh coat
of paint and seeing if his ever faithful audience would snap it up.
But when it showed up in hard
cover on the remainder tables, I snapped it up. I quickly realized that
I had badly misjudged Mister King. So I'll say it out loud, "I'm
sorry Mister King for doubting your ability to do the unexpected."
From a Buick 8 is an
engaging tale that is hung on an unbelievably thin premise. Told in
equal parts present and past the tale of the nasty car slowly unfolds,
with fits and starts and periods of nothingness. Just like life, not
everything unfolds according to a tight plot. It worked for me. This
isn't a deep work, and it's not a flashy action page turner, but I was
propelled through the pages at a furious rate regardless. It's about
the human drama, and trust between a group of people glued together
through experience.
This isn't Christine kids -
it's more mature than that. Mister King still knows how to push all
the right buttons.
Reviewed September 13, 2004
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