Night Film is two parts Hitchcock, one part Stephen King

When 24-year-old Ashley Cordova is found dead in an abandoned warehouse, veteran journalist Scott McGrath is determined to get to the bottom of it, even though all signs point to suicide. McGrath, a once celebrated investigative reporter, is still reeling from his public fall from grace years earlier, a discrediting prompted by his repeating an anonymous and disparaging tip about Ashley’s … Continue reading “Night Film is two parts Hitchcock, one part Stephen King”

If Stephen King is a house, The Stand is the front door

Walking to work sometimesβ€”my office is in Times Squareβ€”I think idly to myself about the benefits of a post-apocalyptic world. Fewer people. More space. The environment would probably get better. With any luck, Texas would be wiped off the map entirely. “A plague hits, and half of us survive,” I think to myself as I … Continue reading “If Stephen King is a house, The Stand is the front door”

Joyland: A Stephen King amuse-bouche

KING INTERLUDE! If you’ve read this blog in the past, you’ll find that I enjoy me some Stephen King. He’s like a palette-cleanser, an old faithful I turn to between other booksβ€”more challenging books or less challenging books or books that are intellectually fulfilling but don’t quite suck me in. King for me is like … Continue reading “Joyland: A Stephen King amuse-bouche”

Shockingly, that kid from The Shining didn’t grow up to be totally normal

As superhuman abilities go, mind-reading has to be one of the worst. I mean yes, it’d be nice to call people on their bullshit, and the bar-trick possibilities are endless, but for the most part humans are vile creatures, and our thoughts the headquarters of depravity. Add to that telepathic stew an alcoholic and occasionally … Continue reading “Shockingly, that kid from The Shining didn’t grow up to be totally normal”

King for a week

Rarely in writing this blog do I stop to consider the intellectual implications of my book choices. Do I come across as well read? And not in the sense of saying “Yup, read that shit” to 75% of the books in Barnes & Noble’s “Buy 2, Get 1 Free!” pile (which I can, and do, … Continue reading “King for a week”