A husband, a wife, a secluded cabin in Maine, a bed, and a pair of handcuffs.
You could probably guess where this is going; I thought I did, but this single-location thriller is an incredibly enthralling read that only the master of suspense could provide.Jess, the main character, is left chained to the bed after a not-so-hot and heavy session with her husband.
They left a note with the family on when to expect them back, but maybe there's more to it.Maybe they wanted to keep their kinky getaway a secret, or maybe this was all planned as something much more sinister.
Our main character is put through the ringer in this novel.Not only is she coming full circle with her past, but she witnesses some pretty hairy things in the room as well.
As Jess tries to escape from her perilous position, she is struck with flashbacks and ominous voices.These give us insight into her past and current psyche, which is troubled, as you can imagine coming from King.
Each chapter ratchets up the tension to a surprising conclusion.One more thing to note is that Jessie is constantly worried about a glass of ice water leaving rings and water spots on the nightstand.
The only other thing to mention is that this book contains Stephen King's usual knack for humor, poetic moments, strong-willed characterizations, and depravity.So if you're in the mood for a single-location thriller, this one might be up your alley.
The music, book, and movie references rounded out the story in a satisfying way.I felt so bad for Jess. She sure is a scrappy survivor.
The ending was incredible. I did not see it coming whatsoever.What Stephen King book should I read next???
The soundtrack includes "The Joker" by Steve Miller Band, "I Want You" by Marvin Gaye, "Happy Together" by The Turtles, and "These Boots are Made For Walking" by Nancy Sinatra.The rating is 3.5 out of 5.
CAUTION! IF YOU HAVE ANXIETY, DON'T DARE OPEN THE FIRST PAGE.
Women alone in the dark are like open doors... and if they cry out for help, who knows what dread things may answer.
I truly have no idea what I anticipated when I delved into this novel. But, goddamn!!! Stephen King has done it once more. I had goosebumps, was constantly looking over my shoulder, even in a well-lit room, and yes, I was scared shitless. At times, I questioned whether continuing with the book was a good idea for my own mental health. And when a book has such an effect on you, it's one hell of a good book.
The remarkable thing about Stephen King is that he manages to penetrate your mind, tap into your worst fears, and magnify them a millionfold. I will always pick up his books because HE IS FUCKING KING!!!!!
I had a rather ambivalent attitude towards this book. On one hand, I equally liked and equally disliked it. The story, in its essence, was not bad at all. It delved into the complex theme of a troubled marriage and how the past can have a profound impact on people's lives. However, there were certain aspects that just didn't work for me.
One of my main issues was that I simply couldn't get attached to the characters. This lack of connection often pulled me out of the story, making it difficult for me to fully immerse myself. Although it was a relatively quick read, it failed to truly fascinate me.
As a horror novel, it did manage to be scary at times. But from my perspective, the real horror lies in making the story feel realistic. Unfortunately, towards the end of the book, the events didn't feel quite right. They seemed stretched and rather contrived, lacking the authenticity that would have made the horror more palpable.
Despite these drawbacks, it was still an interesting read with some shocking twists and points. However, it was clear that this book wasn't exactly tailored to my personal taste or preferences.
Situations like this are ones that I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy. After a series of very unsuccessful sex games, you're left handcuffed to the bed while your husband lies on the floor, dead from a heart attack. The bed is one of those where your hands can't move much. The phone or keys are too far away. There's not even a living soul in the surroundings, so you can scream as much as you want. And here begins your test of the will to survive.
It's not easy to find ways to keep a work, whose action takes place in such a claustrophobically small space, not only engaging but also one from which it's hard to tear oneself away. S. King here proves that he is a master in his field. By jumping from the present to the past, highlighting the dirtiest, proudest, most cowardly, and most deeply hidden thoughts of the main character, he maneuvers through the pages slowly but surely. You won't find quick action here (try to free yourself quickly from those handcuffs), but believe me, there's no shortage of impact, stinging fear, and unpleasant feelings. The simplest tasks become insurmountable, and when victory is achieved or defeat is accepted - they are so hyperbolized that when reading, I didn't even realize that I had become so engrossed in the book as the main character had become in the hope of staying alive. There were moments when I was holding my breath and not moving, sometimes I had to put the book aside because I felt that I was just too tense. Otherwise, while reading the book quite calmly here, I was talking to myself, and I was scared and crying. Maybe more proof is needed that this journey is not for the faint of heart, but for those who are looking for something new and have a vivid enough imagination to be able to surrender to King's created story.
The author again amazes with his ability to subtly, empathetically, and truly present trauma. He avoids clichés and shows an alternative, a suppressed established norm, and changes the perspective of viewing so that the situation can be seen anew. The scariest horror, as is often the case, here does not arise from the traditionally spine-chilling scenes (although you will find that here too, I might add), but from grief, guilt, and years of suffering. Using a unique idea and implementing it uncompromisingly, King shows from what dark, unexpected, and even unfindable places within oneself sometimes the desire to fight for one's life arises. And what the consequences of that are. And finally, it talks about the fact that this is still his, the man's, Gerald's game. Because he set the rules, and she obeyed. She held the ace up her sleeve, held the anger, the sting. What happens when all that finally explodes within her?