I was probably one of the people who immediately fan-girled
when news came out of a sequel to The
Shining. I was late to the shining reading game, having read it just a
little over 2 years ago. However, that meant the story was still fresh in my
mind. My brother-in-law got me Doctor
Sleep and I couldn’t be happier, over the next week every chance I got I
caught up with Danny- not so little anymore though sometimes just as naïve-
Torrance. Summary and review after the jump (spoilers if you have yet to read The Shining)
Showing posts with label Stephen King. Show all posts
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Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Dream a little Dream... a review of Doctor Sleep by Stephen King
Sorry It's been a while. I was out of the country for a wedding and it took a while to get back in the habit of things. But i digress.
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Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Shine on- A review of Stephen King's The shining
I remember seeing Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining for the first
time when I was probably around 13. It was my first foray into the Overlook
Hotel and I was hooked, it would take more than a decade for me to finally pick
up Stephen King’s Novel that inspired the film, and while I was expecting the
usual cut corners, I wasn’t prepared for how different the narratives would be.
Summary and review after the jump
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Sunday, September 29, 2013
Whose Finger is This? A review of Agatha Christie’s The Moving Finger
I haven’t read much Agatha Christie. It’s not because I dislike
her work, as many people I know do, but it’s probably because I’ve never really
felt like reading about her. I alays presumed her midlife crisis was much more
interesting than anything she actually wrote about. The books I have read were
good enough that I should really pay more attention to her canon. I read The Moving Finger, more than two years
ago, and it was the second Agatha Christie book I’d ever read- the first being And Then There Were none, the book which
number of title changes could give Snoop Lion a run for his money- but before I stray to far, read a summary and
review after the jump.
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