No fluff, no frills, just spooky monsters hiding and waiting. It’s a purely entertaining read and sometimes that’s exactly what you need. The Mist is a tension filled horror novel that will keep you guessing and perhaps even praying. Deus ex machina should almost always be used ironically in my opinion, it rarely works otherwise. I like this style of ending sometimes, it’s much better than the other option of them being randomly rescued by some party that was never mentioned before. The ending is left open with the reader being able to decide if there is something beyond the mist or not. The situation seems more and more hopeless as The Mist goes on. He befriends a few of the townsfolk but also draws the ire of the growing religious cult. David desperately tries to protect his son and ignore the nagging thought that his wife is almost certainly dead. Of course the religious nut is one of the standard King characters that you may expect already.Īs they attempt to find any way to defend themselves and any solution of where to go next bonds start to form.

And one responds with extreme religious zealotry, her fervor will convert a few of the others with time. A few, like David, try to take any sort of action. Others completely shut down, nearly going catatonic. A few take immediately to alcohol by raiding the store’s supply of beer. The numerous patrons of the grocery store respond to this crisis in a few different ways. They are trapped in the store by a mysterious mist that contains multitudes of deadly monsters. The father, David, and his son Billy leave the mother behind as they journey with their arrogant neighbor to the local market to pick up some supplies. The concept is simple, a family’s lake house is destroyed by a storm. It contains some of the usual King characters and it’s important to remember that these weren’t cliches before King invented them. It’s a quick read that is highly entertaining the whole time. The Mist is a much shorter novel of his and has been adapted into a film like nearly every one of his books. I suppose there is a reason he’s so popular. Since then, I’ve quite enjoyed the few that I’ve read and will continue to read more. At the insistence of, well everyone, I picked up a random book of his and gave it another try. I decided then that I didn’t care much for King and didn’t try again for a very long time. When I was way too young to appreciate it I attempted to read The Shining.

I’ve been slowly attempting to see what Stephen King is all about.

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