\\n \\n \\n “If anyone ever asks you what panic is, now you can tell them: an emotional blank spot that leaves you feeling as if you've been sucking on a mouthful of pennies.” \\n \\n \\n
\\n \\n \\n “men were not so much gifted with penises as cursed with them.”\\n \\n \\n
Another one of those King novels that completely thwarts the expectations set by its premise and reputation. I was truly astonished by how rich and dynamic this story turned out to be. Despite having only one character, Jessie, who is chained to a bedpost all alone in a remote cabin, the narrative is anything but dull. Well, perhaps not entirely alone. On the floor beside her lies her dead husband, and then there are, of course, her Thoughts. These take the form of some very distinct and real (and seemingly well-meaning?) Voices in her head. To add to that, there is a disturbing Unresolved Past that she is now forced to confront, and which ultimately holds the key to her escape. And then there is that thing in the corner… For some reason, I had the impression that this was going to be a novel without supernatural elements. Well, it sort of is, but then again, maybe not. Maybe it’s just that King has managed to achieve a little more ambiguity and balance between the psychological and the supernatural than he usually does, and that, of course, makes it all the more creepy. For surely that thing in the corner is just a hallucination, brought on by her fevered state of thirst and starvation. And hallucinations can’t hurt you, can they? Although in the end, we do get a resolution and the ambiguity is dissolved. But by then, it has already achieved its effect, and somehow the resolution does not explain all the dark, otherworldly corners of what Jessie has seen. Some of it lingers, leaving us with a sense of unease and mystery.
As always, it is a pleasure to read King's stories, especially in this era. The protagonist of this story, Jessie, will go to spend a weekend at the countryside house that she and her husband Gerald own. Upon arrival, he will have prepared an erotic game for her that will end in catastrophe. Jessie will have to fight for her survival.
The best part of the novel is undoubtedly the plot itself. The idea appealed to me a great deal, and I think, in part, it is carried out quite well. The psychological ebb and flow that the protagonist experiences seemed to me to be the most interesting. I always enjoy those books where one can learn about human behavior in the face of a lived trauma. And this book has quite a bit of that. The memories that constantly come to the protagonist's mind, and how she struggles to forget them, accepting along the way things that she had never accepted before, seemed to me to be the strong point of the novel.
The bad part? I think it could have been a bit shorter, and perhaps in that way, the sense of slowness in the plot would have been alleviated. Normally, I really enjoy slow-paced novels, in which things happen at a more realistic pace, so the fact that it was very slow didn't completely bother me. But it is true that at times it went over the same situation too many times and fell into unnecessary repetitions.
Once again, I find myself in front of a book by King that, while not perfect, is also not at the lower end of his work. Let's say it's in the middle leaning towards the upper part.