As a species, we are fundamentally insane. When more than two of us are placed in a room, we choose sides and begin imagining reasons to kill one another. Why do you think we invented politics and religion?\\n
King's collection of stories is quite curious.
The first and longest story that gives the book its name, "The Mist", has seemed wonderful to me.
It lays the foundation for what is coming, achieving a very good and successful setting. It fulfills what it promises, keeps you on edge, and although without major surprises, it manages to make you live in that supermarket. It manages to get you into the skin of the anguish and fear that the characters feel.
That present mist, lurking, dark, dense.
It has an open ending that I really liked a lot, leaving the door open to a second part that I don't know if it has and if not... (King, if you read me, make a second part)
“I've described King in the past as a writer of penny dreadfuls, but perhaps even that is too kind. He shares nothing with Edgar Allan Poe. What he is is an immensely inadequate writer on a sentence-by-sentence, paragraph-by-paragraph, book-by-book basis.”
This scathing comment comes from Harold Bloom, a pompous critic from Yale University. Bloom’s only real claim to fame is a piece of eminently forgettable literary compost titled, “The Western Canon: The Books and School of the Ages”. He’s just another jealous ponce. It seems many populist writers and film makers are often the targets of the pseudo intelligentsia. However, in reality, popular writers know their target audiences better than the literary critics know theirs. When King reads negative reviews like Bloom's, he must laugh out loud - all the way to the bank - that he owns.
I have no doubt that, for the most part, King’s stories are simplistic and a wee bit shallow. But you have to admit, they get the job done. I also firmly believe that should he ever decide to, King could write a best-seller in the classic style. He has that much talent.
The Mist follows King’s successful formula. It starts out with a family (or individual) having a Hallmark style of day, which quickly descends into a tension-filled “Oops!-I-soiled-myself” unrelenting thriller. His imagery is so vivid that you almost don’t need to see the movie that will inevitably follow. In this case, the antagonist is not a person at all, but a thick, white mist. I personally would have preferred the Mist to be black – because that’s the bad guy’s colour, isn’t it? But the Mist is more than just mist; it conceals darker, bloodthirsty evils. It's scary enough to make you pull up that blanket a bit tighter and think twice about getting out of bed to close the window you so carelessly left open. The REALLY entertaining part is the interplay between the characters trapped in the supermarket. You want to slap them, shoot them or hug them. This is always King's strength.
Look! If you want to have a good scare without having to over-think the storyline, then this is the book for you. It’s a short read, and I would allow a full afternoon to finish it, because you won’t want to put it down. (And have the chamber pot near at hand.)
BEWARE.
The creatures,
of,
THE MIST.
Anyway, we all know that this was originally a short story in Skeleton Crew by Stephen King. A story of men meddling with nature/forces beyond their knowledge, and essentially causing the world to descend into chaos. There is blood, gore, death, guts, entrails, and terror. Typical Mr. King entertainment.
However, the ending of the movie version actually works better for me in this instance. If you haven't seen it or read the book, do not click on the spoiler link.
Just for fun, if you're a Walking Dead addict, the movie version is like a family reunion.
The Mist is a perfect book to read for the spooky month of October. Pennywise agrees.
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