Monday, December 11, 2017

Misery by Stephen King


Paul Sheldon is a bestselling novelist who has finally met his number one fan. Her name is Annie Wilkes, and she is more than a rabid reader—she is Paul’s nurse, tending his shattered body after an automobile accident. But she is also furious that the author has killed off her favorite character in his latest book. Annie becomes his captor, keeping him prisoner in her isolated house.

Annie wants Paul to write a book that brings Misery back to life—just for her. She has a lot of ways to spur him on. One is a needle. Another is an axe. And if they don’t work, she can get really nasty.



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It seems amazing that this is our first venture into the works of Bangor’s most famous resident. Of course, as most of Mr King’s books are tomes of gigantic proportion, they are often too long to meet my criteria for nomination. I was looking for a diverse selection of Horror stories for our Halloween reading, and this fitted provided a nice alternative to all those vampires, ghosts, serial killers and ravening beasts.

Horror is a strange genre, in my opinion, because it can be difficult to predict what will be truly horrific. For example, I am much more upset when the victim is an animal, especially if it is a trusting domesticated one. I know that this is completely illogical, but it has stopped me reading books in the past; for example, Behind closed Doors by B. A. Paris, which involved the abuse of a puppy. However, I can be somewhat unmoved by the death and mutilation of humans, especially if they are disposable characters which the author sacrifices without even trying to get me emotionally attached to them. Some of the group could not cope with the physical aspects of Annie’s treatment of Paul and so did not finish the book, whilst I found it only moderately horrific. For me, the true horror was the way that Paul’s soul was slowly destroyed by the isolation and hopelessness of his situation.

The whole book is seen through Paul’s eyes, although there are a few sections where he imagines how events are unfolding in the outside world. He speaks to us in a stream of consciousness, so that we share thoughts and follow his dreams into some very disturbing visions. Perhaps it was this very intimate voice that made people highly uncomfortable reading Paul’s experience of Annie’s attacks. It was even more difficult to distance yourself from his pain because you were stuck in his head with him: and just as powerless to stop what was happening. Indeed, powerlessness is something that Paul experiences from the very beginning of the book, when Annie has to give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. He feels assaulted and invaded: describing it as rape even as it is occurring, before she has given him any reason to dislike or fear her. 

This first ‘assault’, dragging him away from the peaceful blackness of death, sets the scene for a series of attacks that become increasingly violent. At first it seems as if Annie, who is a trained nurse, is actually trying to help Paul to recover, but it soon becomes clear that she may never have intended him to leave. She splints his broken legs with no effort to set the bones in place, so that they are anything but straight and one is several inches shorter than the other. She also chooses to give him huge doses of an opioid whilst being totally aware that it is extremely addictive. All of this makes it surprising that she bothered to save him in the first place – especially as she did not know his identity until she checked his wallet. That she happens to be his ‘number one fan’ is pure coincidence, and one is left wondering what she might have done to him if he had just been a random person.

Of course, Annie’s adulation of Paul is cut short when she reads the latest Misery book and finds that her beloved character is dead. Paul is saved by his quick thinking exploitation of Annie’s desire to see Misery rise from the grave, and so begins his role as Scheherezade. At first he uses Misery’s Return as a way to postpone Annie’s decision to kill him, just as Scheherezade’s stories buy her night after night with the murderous king. However, it later becomes clear that Paul’s writing is also giving him a reason to live, so that he becomes Scheherezade to himself as he chooses not to commit suicide. Eventually, he values the book so highly that he decides to save it as part of his plan to escape captivity.

Sections of Misery’s Return are included in the text, and it should be noted that we all found them laughably awful! They are horribly melodramatic, with massively improbably plot lines, terrible dialogue and totally unlikable central characters. We all agreed that we would never want to read the book in its entirety. At the beginning of the book, Paul would probably agree with our assessment of the series: he hates it and resents its popularity in comparison to what he considers to be his more literary works. Of course, we have no idea if they are equally badly written, although it seems that Paul probably has an inflated opinion of his ability as an artist. He is genuinely shocked when there is little effort made to search for him until his car is found: it seems that nobody is really upset that he has gone missing. We wondered how much this reflects Stephen King’s opinion about his own work and value to society.

Annie Wilkes is possibly one of the best villains ever written and is especially creepy because she can appear very normal at times. Perhaps her ability to seem normal is what allowed her to remain undetected for so many years as she killed patients in her care, although it seems likely that she was also cunning enough to move on before suspicion led to hospitals to act against her. Interestingly, unlike that other famous serial killer, Hannibal Lector, she is not godlike in control of her environment: she seems to suffer from some form of mental illness, although we do not know if that caused her murderous behavior or is a symptom of it. I suspect that she is an amalgamation of many fans that have been ‘over zealous’ in their admiration of Mr King’s writings and is his way of telling fans that they have no say in what an author chooses to write.

For those with a strong stomach, I would heartily recommend this claustrophobic exploration of powerlessness and obsession. It will also make you much more careful when driving your lawn tractor!



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