A review by andipants
'Salem's Lot by Stephen King

3.0

Considering I call myself a fan of horror, I'd long felt somewhat remiss that the only Stephen King I'd read was the Dark Tower series - those were good, don't get me wrong, but they're not the kind of horror that most people tend to associate with Stephen King. So on a whim, and knowing absolutely nothing about the plot going in, I picked this one up at the library and dug in. It was...okay?

The plot and the setup were interesting. If nothing else, it was refreshing to rewind to a time when vampires were terrifying, evil monsters rather than emo-kid-pretty anti-heroes. The ending was satisfying without being pat. The main characters were likable enough, although endowed with no more dimension than the pages they were printed on. I didn't find it particularly scary, but then vampires aren't really my jam in that regard; the story was compelling enough to keep me reading, at any rate.

What really irked me was the sometimes pages-long pseudo-philosophical ramblings about darkness and the mundanity of evil and the fricking weather in Maine - cripes. Maybe forty years ago some of that would have come across as profound, but I doubt it. Or maybe I'm just a cynic. Either way, I think some sharper editing wouldn't have gone amiss there. Overall though, it wasn't a bad read, and if classic vampire horror is your cup of tea, you could do much worse.