Amazon.comWitness Stephen King's triumphant, blood-spattered return to the genre that made him famous. Cell, the king of horror's homage to zombie films (the book is dedicated in part to George A. Romero) is his goriest, most horrific novel in years, not to mention the most intensely paced. Casting aside his love of elaborate character and town histories and penchant for delayed gratification, King yanks readers off their feet within the first few pages; dragging them into the fray and offering no chance catch their breath until the very last page.
In Cell King taps into readers fears of technological warfare and terrorism. Mobile phones deliver the apocalypse to millions of unsuspecting humans by wiping their brains of any humanity, leaving only aggressive and destructive impulses behind. Those without cell phones, like illustrator Clayton Riddell and his small band of "normies," must fight for survival, and their journey to find Clayton's estranged wife and young son rockets the book toward resolution.
Fans that have followed King from the beginning will recognize and appreciate Cell as a departure--King's writing has not been so pure of heart and free of hang-ups in years (wrapping up his phenomenal Dark Tower series and receiving a medal from the National Book Foundation doesn't hurt either). "Retirement" clearly suits King, and lucky for us, having nothing left to prove frees him up to write frenzied, juiced-up horror-thrillers like Cell. Stay tuned for more from the hardest-working retiree in the business with Lisey's Story, coming in October 2006. --Daphne Durham
5 comments:
What does "your lawyer" say about this one, bloggie?
He says he's going to sue the pants off me. I think I pay him too high of a retainer. From now on, he's only getting foot rubs.
this is probably the coolest book cover I've ever seen. One second, that guy was drinking coffee and yammering his idiot cell phone loving head off, and the next he's a rage filled zombie extraordinaire!
I feel like that sometimes (rage filled zombie). I remember reading a story once about mosquito people taking over the earth, and the only people who could see through their disguises are those who still smoke cigarettes. Was this a Stephen King story or what? Anybody seen this one? Or is it another fucked up dream I had?
Woah. Mosquito people? No King story I've ever heard about. Sounds more like Edgar Rice Burroughs. Good reference, though, SD!
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