“The Tommyknockers” by Stephen King
Review Written by Diana Iozzia
I can
tell you right now that Stephen King is my favorite author. He writes horror
fiction, which is one of my favorite genres, and he’s damn good at it. Everyone
either despises him or worships him. “The Tommyknockers” was one of the only
books I’ve read by him that I despised. You read about a very uninteresting and
depressed protagonist named Bobbi Anderson. Bobbi is walking in her backyard
with her old dog, when she finds a hunk of metal protruding from the ground.
There
are many ways to spoil this book, but I’d rather not completely ruin it for
you. It’s very reminiscent of an episode from The Twilight Zone, or at
least the beginning is. In many of King’s books, he writes of his inspirations
and his connections, but sometimes, they feel so much more coincidental and
slightly like he rips off some of his stories.
I
love Mr. King, but this was a very skippable book. It’s absolutely gigantic,
and I just could not finish this with my sanity full intact. I was tired and
bored of it by the first three chapters. Perhaps, I’ll re-read it in ten years
and see if my thoughts have changed. Unfortunately, for now, I wouldn’t
recommend this book. If I had a heart, it'd be broken by this book.
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