Book Review #52


I’m Baaaccckkkk.

okay everyone, I’m back to posting. Had to take some time off to grieve.

Now lets get to the review

It must be tough to be Stephen King. You imagine the big man going about his life, experiencing the prosaic tedium of the daily routine, when horrible thoughts ride into his head and just won’t go away. Again, King takes a very basic human experience and makes it horrible.

Cujo is among the finest of his fiction that doesn’t draw on supernatural or mystical powers. Who needs that kind of magic when you have an insane, 200 pound St. Bernard slobbering and gnashing its teeth?

The truly frightening element of this book is the simplicity of it. A stressed out woman taking a ride to the mechanic’s with her young son. A vacant house in the Maine countryside. A stalled car. The heat of July bearing down and the monstrous menace of the killer dog. It’s a scenario that doesn’t require much of the imagination. Who hasn’t found himself in a tight spot now and then? And who hasn’t been betrayed by an imagination that insists on presenting all of the worst case scenarios in hideous, slow motion detail?

This is what Stephen King does, and he is about his work with mastery here. You are in the car as the grotesque, growling beast throws himself over and over at the side of the crumbling Pinto. You are the horror stricken mother, trying to hold her mind together while her small and helpless son shrieks from the passenger seat. You feel the sweat creeping into every crack and crevice as the heat inside this rickety shelter climbs to 100 degrees and higher. You feel all this because at one point, King felt it and decided he wanted to share. Cujo is Jaws retired to the sleepy town of Castle Rock, Maine. Only the fright of Jaws was limited. You can always stay out of the water. To avoid terror like that of Cujo, why you’d have to avoid the outdoors altogether and never drive again.

This is the perfect book to thrust on that friend who avoids King’s works because he or she doesn’t like vampires and killer clowns. Cujo is real world horror, with real people thrust into it. Novels like this one are the reasons King reigns over this genre. He doesn’t need ghosts and devils to scare you.

Excellent read but then again it’s Stephen King at his best!



Author: mccullum001

I'm a 27 year old, who really doesn't know what I want to do...I have the education, but nothing to show for it...Stay Tuned!!!

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