Your doppelganger exists, according to science. But Stephen King disagrees. Here’s why:
- “They say it’s like a Rubik’s Cube — you can get a lot of variation. And I hate a Rubik’s Cube,’ – said Stephen in a secret interview to the WP-reporter.
- ‘Because there’s no-one like me, Ray. You are hallucinating!’ – said Stephen King to RayNotBradbury after 13 shots of vodka at the ‘Drop-Off-Gut’ bar.
- ‘Okay, listen. I am a paranormal phenomenon. Simply – ghost. Badass Ghost! I’d stick to that in your case!’ – answered Stephen King on the question ‘WHO is the man on the driver license?’.
“I can’t explain some of the things I’ve seen…
and I’ve seen some things I can’t explain.”
This is actually the idea of the book. If you love ‘horrific crime’ tied by the mystery, Poe and the scary legends your mom never told you -> this books is for you.
Notice: I read it 1 month.
The boy is killed. By someone who looks exactly like a basketball coach Terry Maitland, the famous coach of the small city ‘Drink-Blood-Get-Healthy’.
There’s only ONE problem – the coach T. has spent the last 3 days at the conference, outside of the city and got a HARDCORE alibi. But his DNA, the sperm, the blood, finger prints are all over the place of the murder, as well as on the boy’s body. So who did it?
Relax. It wasn’t a human. But considering that 90 % of our bodies are nonhuman (according to ‘Plant Paradox’ book I’m currently reading… ) – why do we even bother?
No-one to remember. Howie, Samuels, Ralph, Holly, Alec, Fred and Ollie = would be easy to call them all – ‘Ralph’.
They are a little bit blurry. By ‘blurry’ I mean they are all ‘ONE person’. That’s also a very scary thing. Because it is difficult to choose one hero to relate to. When everybody in the book IS ‘3 points from 5’ …you kinda do not remember anyone. Easy to meet – easy to forget.
From the other side – the heroes are VERY REAL. I’m sure ‘Ralph’ is living next door to you.
Who is sticking out by not sticking out?
- pregnant policewoman (I mean…this book is all about the suffering, girls!)
- the man with the straws inside his eyes (just when you think you can relax for a moment – he’s visiting you, in your bedroom)
The style and the structure:
Why Stephen is the King of the literary crime and horror? I guess, because of his style of the writing. Recently we spoke with Hemingway about King, and Ernest said: ‘Each page you read is like watching a movie screen’. And I have to agree with him (what is left for imagination of the reader?).
Of course, it is a very good skill for ‘volumes’ and creating ‘lives’, but I find it difficult to read the episodes where the main descriptions are:
what was for supper,
a grocery run,
an evening call without dialogue,
the forest with no trees,
5 steps left to pick the beer,
3 steps back to the chair…
The language: Bushy, Thick, Rich, Deep, Stiff…mmmm, Viscid and Cloggy.
- the book is full of ‘lessons’: examples -> ‘ sometimes a lie is necessary’, ‘how easy to change the minds of people around you’, ‘one step to start live dangerously on latte.’
- the cantaloupe wisdom
- the idea and theme of the book (in general)
- precise descriptions of ‘the murder, city and people’.
- the mexican boogeyman
- the soft head with the worms
- watching movies during very long time on the pages of the book
- ouch! listening the legends from the policeman, then – from the old lady and because it wasn’t enough – from her son.
- Stephen King didn’t kill his ‘darlings’ (as his famous quote says). He killed instead the people we don’t care about.
- The boy was raped with a tree branch. Then the killer tore the kid’s throat open with his teeth (probably swallowed some of the flesh too).
- The Outsider really exists and he is over-gluttonous: he’s eating your memories, your sadness and pain. Plus the blood of the innocent kids (for the starter).
When Holly (female detective) showed DVDs to Ralph, Howie, Yune, Samuels and their wives .
The ending – inside of the cave.
Rate: 3 – 3,5 on Goodreads, but my personal opinion, read the first half (stop at the chapter ‘Macy’s Tells Gimbels’).
“Tell me what you want,” – said tired Outsider.
“You. You ARE what I want,” – smiled Stephen King…
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