Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption:
This is perfection. At 101 pages Stephen King packed a story that stays with me forever. I’ve been a fan of the movie version since the first time I viewed it. I was so pissed when Forrest Gump beat it out as the Oscar winner for best picture that year. I raged..I’ve since calmed down because Forrest Gump was a good movie also..but still.
I’ve watched the movie so many times that I can quote passages of it from heart, and I’m not really a TV watcher. If it comes on I watch it. If it comes on again the next day. I watch it. To this reader the movie is a bit darker than Stephen King’s story.
This story is not horror. This story is about Hope..it’s about picking yourself up every single day and keeping moving..it’s about Redemption.
To me this was the darkest story in the book. A young boy learns that a former Nazi general is living nearby and well he stalks him and then latches on to him. He honestly forces him into a strange relationship. They both are some of the most vile characters ever but you don’t have to like the characters to realize what an amazing story this is.
Another of my favorite films were made from this story-“Stand by Me”-I actually have not seen this movie in years but I will now.
This story is sadness of remembering your childhood friends and some of the crap you managed to survive.
This one to me started slow. Then when the story unfolded I sat here and shook my head. A woman’s desire to have her child out-weighed every obstacle in her course.
And overall? This book was a full five stars. I would give it more if I could. It’s hard to describe these stories. They aren’t horror but they are about life. I wish I could have done them better justice..but I don’t think there are words that can.
This quote is in the afterword of the book, where Mr. King tells how he got typed as a horror author..not that there is anything wrong with that.
I’ve been in love with these stories, too, and a part of me always will be in love with them, I guess. I hope that you liked them, Reader; that they did for you what any good story should do-make you forget the real stuff weighing on your mind for the little while and take you away to a place you’ve never been. It’s the most amiable sort of magic I know.