It was
inevitable I was going to write one of my book reviews on Stephen King; I’ve
long since expressed in many of my other reviews how big a fan I am of his
work, and indeed my column of book reviews is named for the affectionate term
King has for his longtime fans. However, before I get to the meat of my review
I need to give some more personal background.
Not only
have I read nearly everything Stephen King has written, I’ve read a lot of
books about what Stephen King has written. Literary analysis, evaluations of
his work, books on the Stephen King Universe, an encyclopedia written for King
fans…I’ve gotten most of them as well. The most recent book I’ve about King is
called Tracing the Trails: A Constant Reader’s Reflections on the Works of
Stephen King by Chad A. Clark. Clark is apparently around my age or
slightly older. And in a sense his journey with King parallels mine. When he
was a teenager, he fell in love with King’s books and began to devour them
instantly. However, after he left high school he became interested in other
things and while he read King over time, eventually the books held less of a
lure than they once did. He eventually decided to reread all of them in
chronological order. The book was published in 2018, and I may end up reviewing
it in a later article.
I also
fell in love with King at a very young age – I think was twelve or thirteen
when the obsession began. I remember very clearly during high school there was
rarely a time I did not have a Stephen King book hidden on my person at a
certain point and was devouring it. I would buy his old works at used book
stores and every time a new novel came out, I bought it within days of it being
released. I was obsessed with The Dark Tower series and I saw the
connections between King’s books and the multiverse he was building. This
obsession kept going through high school and past my graduation from college.
I don’t
know when the bloom came off the rose for me on King (that’s a joke many
Constant Readers will get). I think it was near the end of Wolves of The
Calla when I saw the direction King was going with the Dark Tower series.
It was red flags that even before the incredibly controversial conclusion,
really made me wonder if King had ever know what he was doing with the series
he had been working on his entire career. Part of me has often wondered if he
should have retired after writing that book. I do know that after that point I
didn’t rush out to buy King novels the way I had before. I would go to the
library and check them out after a certain period of time and there would be
certain books I would jump on the moment they came out. But I think the last
Stephen King book I bought of my own accord was 11/22/63 which was a
masterpiece. Ever since I’ve been taking a more pragmatic approach: I will read
his books in a library and if I’m a fan of them having read them, I will
purchase them for my collection.
I should
also mention that, while I used to reread his books constantly well into my
early thirties, I’ve basically stopped doing that a while ago. I may end up
doing that now that I have taken criticism more seriously. I still think he’s a
brilliant writer and not worthy of the abuse he has taken by so many, but it’s
worth noting that I might be able to to
pick up on the flaws that I am now painfully aware of in his books. Indeed,
it’s one particular flaw that I’m going to use to preface this review.
Something
you can’t escape when you read and reread so many of King’s books over the
majority of his career is that he doesn’t write female characters well at all.
I don’t mean female children; he’s always managed to do that well since Firestarter
and he’s still very good at writing girls almost better than boys. No I
mean fully grown women.
Most of
the female-centric books he has written in his career – Gerald’s Games,
Dolores Claiborne and Rose Madder – are considered by fans and
critics to be among his weakest. There has been a reevaluation of Lisey’s
Story in recent years, and I may reread it some time, but I didn’t think
much of it. And this is not a coincidence. Throughout King’s work, the women
characters tend to fall into the category of wives, lovers and bitches. There
are very few standout female characters. The strongest female characters during
his peak period – from 1976 to 1989 - are Fran Goldsmith in The Stand and
Beverly Marsh in It. Fran is completely excluded from the action in the
final section of the novel – which is where the battle against Randall Flagg in
Vegas meets its climax – and I find it telling that Bev is written stronger in
the sections of It when she is a child than as an adult. Her role in the
final battle is small too. In the Dark Tower series Susannah Dean starts
out as a strong character in the third and fourth novels, but she begins to
diminish in the fifth. I have always had a problem that King essentially has
her return to a universe where she gets a happy ending in the final pages even
more than his climax for Roland.
Ironically
for a writer who burst onto the scene with Carrie, he has rarely had a
female character with the same fascination in any of his books since. I’ve read
several of his novels where I honestly don’t remember a single female character
of note. And then nearly forty years into his career he did something incredible.
I was a
fan of the Mr. Mercedes trilogy. Over the last decade King seems to have
been experimented between more or less thrillers and mysteries mixed with
horror novels. Mr. Mercedes started out as what seemed to be a straight
mystery and it was hard not to admire the character of Bill Hodges. Then King
did something he hadn’t done in forty years. He wrote a direct sequel to a book
that wasn’t a horror novel. And by that point the world had become aware of
Holly Gibney.
King
said that Holly was supposed to be a throwaway character in Mr. Mercedes and
he fell in love with her. It’s hard not to see why he did. Holly Gibney may be
the most realistic female character King did and perhaps the first lovable
character he’s ever written. I was reminded of Chloe O’Brian, the brilliant
tech on 24, who is blunt, acerbic and brusque but has Jack Bauer’s back
at every opportunity. Holly has a similar brusqueness as well a difficulty
around other people but with the help of Bill and Jerome Washington, she begins
to become an ally of Bill and come out of her shell. When Hodges was dying of
pancreatic cancer in End of Watch, Holly refused to accept it and we
realized how much she cared for Bill.
We had
no reason to expect to see Holly again after the series ended. Then came The
Outsider. As the novel progresses the lead investigator finds himself
calling on Holly Gibney’s services. These kinds of easter eggs are common in
King’s universe but we’ve only seen them in Maine and never with a
female. It was telling that we see how much Holly has grown even then. By this
point she has lived through the horrors of what Brady Hartsfield has done and
has begun to tip her toe into the world of the supernatural.
King
novels are not kind to recurring characters, even if they survive their
original books. It is a frequent habit of King’s stories to mention almost in
passing, that a character who was the lead in one book has died in a different
one. I remember how, after Thad Beaumont survived The Dark Half, we
learned in Needful Things that his wife took the twins and left him and
he deteriorated into madness. We learn in a later book that he committed
suicide. In The Talisman Jack Sawyer undergoes a continent and universe
spanning quest to save his mother from an illness that might killer. When we
meet Jack again in The Tommyknockers, he tells us his mother has died in
a car accident. I didn’t want to believe this but King would confirm this in
the sequel to The Talisman, Black House. And even if you survive one King
novel as a major character, you might die in another. George Bannerman, sheriff
of Castle Rock, survive Frank Dodd in The Dead Zone only to be killed by
Cujo.
All of
which means I wasn’t entirely sure Holly would make it through The Outsider alive.
Many of the party didn’t as you might recall, but she did. She then got to lead
her own novella in the title story in If It Bleeds. By that point Holly
Gibney had been the lead of two different TV series. She had been played
by Justine Lupe (best known as the eventual Mrs. Connor Roy in Succession)
in the DirecTV adaptation of Mr. Mercedes and by Cynthia Erivo in the
HBO adaptation of The Outsider (though apparently that Holly may not
have made it out intact). Holly Gibney had been the fixture of five Stephen
King stories, which may be a record. Finally almost half a century after King
broke onto the scene with Carrie, he wrote Holly a novel with her
unequivocally the lead. And Holly holds up just as well being front and center
as she did as a side character.
The
novel begins for Holly in July of 2021. Covid is shaking the nation in a second
wave and her mother, who was her biggest detractor, was a victim of it because
she did not believe it was real right up until it killed her. (King’s politics,
particularly when it comes to Donald Trump, are always a factor in many of his
novels; here it’s practically an unwritten character.) Holly has just finished
attending her mother’s funeral by Zoom because her own neuroses have always
driven her and she is terrified of germs. There is also a part of her who has
been struggling to get away from her mother and doesn’t know what to do without
her now that she’s gone forever.
As the
novel unfolds Holly is hired by Penny Dahl, a fifty-ish woman with a strong
personality who believes her daughter is missing and wants Holly to find her. She
claims the police aren’t looking for her daughter, but that’s not accurate: she’s
seen a detective and that detective tells Holly outright that she thinks Bonnie
has been killed. It takes very little investigating for Holly to reach the same
conclusion. However, because of her empathy she has a difficult time informing Penny
of this and certainly not that within a few days she is convinced Bonnie was
the victim of a serial killer.
The reader
knows this before Holly does because King actually introduces us to the killers
before we are reacquainted with Holly. Indeed, the killers themselves are
identified on the book jacket so I am spoiling nothing by telling you the two
murders are Rodney and Ellen Harris, two former academics who at the start of
the novel are both in their early eighties. What I will not reveal is why they
are killing their victims. I could tell you it is because when you learn why it
may be so repugnant to you that you will run from the book in terror. However,
if you are a fan of Stephen King – and if you’re reading this review, you
probably are – then relatively speaking this is not high on the scale of gore
and grossout we’re used to.
What is
different about Holly is that this is one of the rare novels in King’s
entire oeuvre that has no supernatural or horror elements to it. This may be
King’s own subversion of his formula. In his novels, the characters come across
scenarios that seem ordinary but start to take on bizarre and unexplainable
elements. All of his protagonists spend their time looking for a rational explanation
only to find that there is a paranormal one and by the time, many of their
friends and colleagues have been victims of it. Indeed, that was the exact
formula for both End of Watch and The Outsider. Even the fact
that the killers are octogenarians may lead many to think that there is still a
greater supernatural force guiding them – indeed the killer at the center of Black
House was an elderly killer guided by one of the great forces at the center
of King’s Dark Tower universe.
But in Holly,
the longer the novel continues the more apparent it is the monsters are
human beings – at least by the dictionary definition of the term. This actually
makes the Harrises more frightening than quite a few of the monsters we’ve seen
in many of his horror novels. Because it becomes clear very quickly that both
Rodney and Ellen Harris are complete insane. King frequently switches to their
perspective to make this point very clear. It’s not just that their reasons for
killing their victims is beyond the level of insanity for most serial killers.
It’s that for all of their lives not only have they hidden their insanity in
plain sight but are among the most respected members of their community and
because the elderly are counted as both invisible and harmless. We spend a long
period of time in their community but only one of their eldest colleagues even
suspects their might be something beneath the veneer of them and not even she
realizes the implications.
As the
novel progresses Holly realizes that murders are taking place in their
neighborhood and comes to the conclusion that there is a killer who she calls
the Red Hook Predator. The novel follows her as she picks up each bread crumb
and realizes the string of victims that are leading her to the Harrises step by
step. But even though she picks up several clues and even ends up on their doorstep
she never thinks that the Harrises are capable of murder, only that they are
covering up for it and she certainly doesn’t have any idea why they are
committing the murders.
Both Harrises
have been manifesting the kind of craziness that is clear under the surface but
in both cases it is clearly based in racism, sexism and homophobia. You’d think
they would be the ideal MAGA voters but neither one of them have use for Trump –
and it may they consider him too far to the left for their tastes. One
flashback takes place on January 6th 2021 and they actually look at
what it is going on in DC as if it were just another TV show. (To be fair, so
does their guest.) It’s clear from the start there’s nothing out of the realm
of supernatural driving either Harris, but by the time the novel’s over and the
full extent of their evil is revealing all involved truly wish there has been.
Holly
spends the novel dividing her time trying to track down every lead in the
investigation wherever it takes her. King has just as much touch in making real
everyday America even when there is no horror. People exchange with each other
the vaccines they get and there are just as many who don’t vaccinate. The novel
is set in Michigan but we see election deniers and people who think Covid is fake
news. Businesses are struggling and the police force is decimated by a recent
police shooting of an African-American. We spend time in trailer parks and convenience
stores and a major lead is found in a bowling alley that’s struggling.
Holly
also spends the novel dealing with not only her mother’s death but the fact
that she is alone – her sister was murdered in Mr. Mercedes, her father
has been gone forever and her uncle is suffering from Alzheimer’s and is
beyond reaching. In dealing with her mother’s estate she becomes aware of
something and this I will keep secret for the reader to find. She still misses Bill
Hodges, his partner in the agency is suffering from Covid and her two
associates Jerome and Barbara Robinson are living their own lives. Barbra’s
story is parallel to the investigation in ways she is not aware of until the
end, so I won’t reveal that either.
For most
of the book Holly Gibney is on her own and she remains the person we know. One
of the charming things about Holly throughout her other appearances is, while
most characters engage in filthy swearing, Holly speaks as though she was
talking in the censored version of a movie for TV. In the novel dedicated to
her, you get the feeling part of this may have been due to a combination of her
upbringing and her mother’s constant disapproval of everything she did. She
spends much of the novel trying to let go of her mother – and finds that
despite everything she still misses her.
It is
not my place to say whether Holly survives the novel named for her. Anyone who’s
read a Stephen King book knows being the lead is no guarantee of survival; it
certainly wasn’t enough for Billy Summers. What you are glad about when
you read this novel is that King, after half a century, not only got a female
protagonist right but an actual heroine. I kept thinking of Marge
Gunderson of Fargo the more I think of Holly and frankly, the world of
Stephen King needs her even more than that of the Coen brothers. When the world
is filled with supernatural monsters, mad bombers and elderly serial killers,
the world is blessed to have Holly Gibney in it. She would be the last person
to call herself a saint, but she is a figure of goodness all the same and our
world would be better to have more Holly Gibney’s in it.
I will
leave you with this. Considering that her character has already been the
supporting character in two other TV series, perhaps this novel could be the impetus
for one where she is the lead. Both Lupe and Erivo were superb as Holly, but my
personal choice would be Elisabeth Olsen. Having watched her in Wandavision and
Love & Death, she has a gift for playing women who are not quite
comfortable in their own skins. After seeing her play Candy Montgomery, I’m pretty
sure Olsen can dance with the King.
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