It was not necessary to play to his game Jessie. You are now unchained on your bed, the corpse of Gerald to your feet, condemn to you deep in the night, the terror, the madness. The women alone in the dark are like the open doors… If they have needed to help, who know which creatures will answer? Jessie Burlingame knows that start of their country house, in their beautiful house near a calm lake; she must let Gérald his husband tie up her to bed. There is long time that the perverse game of Gérald does not excite her any more. Moreover, who will be excited by a paunchy lawyer which take his pleasure to think that his rape her wife, frighten with his little dick dangling. What woman will be happy to be humiliated, degraded by the man that she loves and who restrict it to want change her to sexual objet?
Jessie has long time speak with herself of these interior voices, missus and having a strong character. Missus, one part of herself, as the sight of the woman anachronistic, advice her to take stand back, after all, once that he fuck her, it’s will be enjoy. Jessie could be quiet… until the next time! The other part of herself, his strong character isn’t agreed with that. Why she should be humiliated like that? It is not discussed; Jessie must tell to his big fat slob that it’s finished the unhealthy games, that interest than him. But when she refuse to obey him, continuing to manhandle in telling her that it’s always a game, she can read in this eyes that he will go until rape her, it’s too for her.
Forgetting the precedent heart attack of Gerald, Jessie hangs to bed by a pair of hands cuffs borrowed by a friend, go to shoot her husband a kicked between the parties who should calm him. And it works. Even better that she has imagined her Gerald fall down at the foot of the bed, opening the skull in the same time, stone dead. Blasted by a heart attack. Begin then for Jessie the nightmare of his live. Unchain like a poor girl at this bed, the keys, the water, the toilettes out of reach, Jessie go must pass by all stage of the madness for only imagine that she can get out of this mess!
She go confronted to his interior voices, which can help her to hold, force her to return in the throes marshy of his childhood, for revive the eclipse( she go become the prey of Dolores Clairborne, who see as in a daydream his little girl taken by a monster. The eclipse quoted in Rose Madder equally, and link the three opus of the author where the honor place is offering to the women) who has changed his life and steel his innocence. She must affronted Prince, the faithful dog abandoned on the board of road by his master, which we attach despite us, like we are attach to Cujo… Prince which starving and see in Gerald the ideal meal.
And his monster misshapen is hidden in the dark, a mental insane to cannibal crimes that a painful childhood has made necrophilia, a monster alive and real which represent a terrible threaten, because she knows that he goes come kill her, or worst, he is already here. You, amateur of fantastic films, of sweet romance or adventures tales, change your way! You don’t find in this book anything of very interesting. Jessie is a psychological story functioned by the macabre touches. Far of eternal fight God against devil, we discover an interior fight. The fight of woman alone face to his own demonds, fact to an immediately death. Stephen king plunge us if deeply in the madness, detailing each gesture, each emotion of his central character, which we have fear to finish in the limbs to our turn. In the first pages of book that Jessie doesn’t go affront only his spirit, but that she must do the great sacrifices for escapes to solitude and silence trap.
King demonstrated his coarseness, his wickedness, even his morbid cruelty from his poor woman prisoner of perverse fantasy of his husband. Jessie is a heavy book. Heavy until to pathetic. Quite agree with the story with takes place. The horror is often close of grotesque, because in the horror all seems exaggerated, huge, and insupportable. The envies more basics are the hurdles impossible to jump. And the though more common can plunged in the furious madness. How many times Jessie could live in the evil? Succeed to shed his hands of cuffs which hinders. Will arrive her to overcome the thirst, the fear, the cold, the shame, the reminds of his monster who look her?
You know that if your decide to open this book. Don’t focalize on the long descriptions; plunged in heavy ambiance, advancing following the shadows and lights that let filter the small piece where is laid down Jessie.
Let the words of author bring you following loss of consciousness, the dreams, and the memories of his captive woman, seemly always more young page after page. Forget you comfort your friend and the emergency exit. There is one exit… It’s to you to find it!