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My sincerest apologies upfront for such a negative proclamation, but I'm afraid this particular piece warrants such baleful analogy. To take the metaphor further, King found himself in a creative bear market when he took up the task of putting a tale behind such a fantastic title; INSOMNIA is, after all, an effusively evocative moniker, especially useful to the composer of the fantastic and the Grand Guignol. What could possibly happen to a hapless character suffering from the anti-somnolent affliction in King's dexterous hands?
Unfortunately, not a whole lot.
Well, let me rephrase: a lot happens, but none of it is necessarily transfixing. INSOMNIA follows the latter-stage life of recent widower Ralph Roberts, citizen of Derry, the Maine municipality which, at one time, was terrorized by a sadistic, shape-shifting clown from the dark bowels of reality. Ralph is having difficulty sleeping, and try as he might, he cannot seem to find a panacea which would afford him a proper night's rest. But his sleepless nights become even more restless when he begins seeing strange visions outside his window, the so-called "little bald doctors"- what are they, and what are they up to? Are they, good, evil, apolitical? Ralph also seems to have developed an extrasensory perception of the world around him, his eyes detecting colorful auras attached to people- what are these ribbon-like palettes, are they representatives of people's spirits, their souls?
But there are other concerns brewing in the cauldron of Derry. Susan Day, staunch pro-choice activist, is coming to town, bringing with her one heck of a polemic catalyst. Edward Deepneau is acting kind of crazy, and Dorrance Marstellar is running around uttering cryptic aphorisms like "done-bun-can't-be-undone". Ralph's female friend Lois is also undergoing a similar transformation as he himself, and together they find out what the trio of elfish creatures are and what roles they play in helping to maintain the homeostasis of existence and the productive distribution of destiny; they also do chivalrous battle with a sinister, frightening creature known as the Crimson King, a demon which is determined to confer its chaos.
INSOMNIA is not so much a book of plasma-chilling horror as it is a study in Dungeons-and-Dragons-like fantasy...a diluted kind, to be sure. In fact, a Lord-Of-The-Rings motif is threaded through the text, quite apt for today's marketplace. But the problem is the narrative never quite reaches critical mass, no fusion ever takes place, and we are left with a story full of characters and plot and concepts and well-meaning prose which can never be summated into anything grand, no matter how many sigma symbols we place before it. King even called the book's primary draft not fit for publication in an interview, saying that he was waiting for the "sparrows" to make it fly (he had a similar situation with THE DARK HALF, whose initial attempt lacked the hook of the sparrows, making the story less than vibrant; once he came up with the sparrows notion, a winner was born). I believe the birds which gave wing to INSOMNIA was the linkage between the conundrums in Derry and their relationship with Roland's parallel world in THE DARK TOWER series. Although it is arguable that this additional element did indeed add pizzazz to the manuscript, I'd offer counterpoint and say that whatever amount of gain King scored, it was insufficient to avoid a net loss in overall effect. (I'd also add, somewhat irrelevant to the current topic, that his consistent insistence on turning many of his previous works into subordinate chapters of the Tower series diminishes their value; I myself like it when pieces stand alone are not dependent on the rules and regulations of another universe [unless, of course, they were meant to in the first place]; just my personal preference.)
There is no question that King is an ace storyteller; his achievement at the craft is manifest in INSOMNIA. That's what my two stars are for: his writing is competent and poetic, he has a gift for metaphor-alchemy, his characters exist in several fleshy dimensions- here there be no bag-of-bones cast. But sometimes, ability can not cast a long enough shadow over banality, and I think INSOMNIA is one of those times. Reading it will not be such a bad decision, especially if you are a fan and if you desire to be exhaustive in your coverage. The book is an underperformer in King's literary portfolio, but one that still beats the broader market at large...
That dimension is described by the metaphor of the Dark Tower - so this book serves as a side trip on the quest of reading the Dark Tower series. Existence is vertical, with us ordinary humans ("short timers") on the ground floor, and "long time" beings we can't usually see existing a few flights up. The tower extends immeasurably upward, and the higher you go, the faster time moves, and the wider the view you get of existence. In this book we (briefly) meet one of the higher up "bad guys," described variously as the Crimson King, Red King, or Kingfish.
It took many pages and many hours of reading to find out what this book had to do with the Dark Tower. But did I mind? No - I loved reading about Ralph, Lois, Bill McGovern and his Panama hat, Lafayette "Faye" Chapin and his chess tournaments, Dorrance "Old Dor" Marstellar and his books of poetry, Ralph's grief over the loss of his wife, his increasing insomnia, the incipient romance between him and Lois, Rosalie the stray dog.
Ralph and Lois are gradually drawn into a fantastic world, in which they can walk through solid objects, living things are surrounded by colorful auras, and the life-energy represented by the auras can be used as a weapon against foes only perceptible on this higher level of existence. Higher powers have set in motion terrible events, and other higher powers invest Ralph and Lois with a mission to stop them. Like the fantasy sequences in Rose Madder, it sometimes takes on the aspect of a quest game (as in Ralph's attempts to retrieve objects taken from future victims by Atropos, the pranksterish agent of random death.)
There are several (at least) kinds of Stephen King novel. They vary in type, length, and pace. Types include supernatural horror, what I think of as real life horror with supernatural sprinkles (Dolores Claiborne,) real life horror mixed with fantasy (Rose Madder) and fantasy (The Dark Tower.) This book is a traditional novel, about life, love, growing older, death, grief - mixed with fantasy. Not everyone knows King is a fantasy as well as a horror writer. I just found out myself, to my delight. No one expects King to write a traditional novel. I think that's why a lot of people have been disappointed by this book. They don't open a Stephen King novel expecting to read about a bunch of old people playing chess at a picnic table and watching planes take off at the nearby airport, or about a romance between a 70 year-old widow and widower.
Personally I love the combination of real life and fantasy.
In pace, some King books are tight and fast. You can't put them down, or stop reading for a moment to try to guess what's going to happen. I love those, but they go by too fast. I like trying to guess what's going to happen. That's why I especially enjoy the greater length and slower pace of this book. I had plenty of time to ponder the puzzles.
I don't know if I can answer the question of who would like this book. It's pretty clear that people with no patience for long descriptive novels that unfold slowly should stay away from it. People who like such novels sometimes hate it when they depart from ordinary reality, so they probably wouldn't like it. Probably a taste for fantasy is the key to enjoying this novel. If you were a Tolkien or Lewis fan as a youngster, and then graduated to descriptive 19th or 20th century novels, you would probably like it. One thing I can say unequivocally - I loved it.
Let's start with the good. The characters in this book are wonderful. While I certainly don't believe that he captures the essence of old age at all (these folks are almost as active as the ridiculous old people they have on television commercials these days), since I don't see the age of the protagonist and his cohorts as being critical to the plot, I'm inclined to disregard that gaping oversight in light of the masterful treatment that he gives all of the characters who people this book. King's typical narrative voice is also present here, lending the novel a familiar tone that most readers should be able to fall in with quickly and comfortably.
The bad. This book is big. Very big. About two hundred pages too big, truth be told. The thing about the criticism of King's inability to control his bloat is that it's right, and in no other work outside of It is it more apparent than in this one. Not nearly enough happens in this book to mandate the amount of time you're going to spend reading it. By allowing the length to spiral out of control, he only makes it that much less accessible to the action-oriented horror base of his audience. King also drops a lot of brand names here--another frequent criticism. I personally don't care. You might.
In one notable deviation from King's excellent treatment of his characters, his shallow, somewhat misogynistic understanding of the female psyche rears its ugly head. I'm not a hundred percent on this, but I'm pretty sure that there's no connection between battered women and lesbianism, as King implies.
Most importantly, there's a deep element of this book that is utterly and completely unaccessible to anybody who is not at least passingly familiar with King's magnum opus--the Dark Tower. Indeed, I would wager that if you haven't read at least the first three books in the series, you're going to be completely lummoxed when it comes to understanding why some of the characters do what they do, or what's going on at all. Insomnia was penned during a period of Steve's career when he was unable to write a Dark Tower book, even though he wanted to, and that frustrated desire led him, in this case, to write a book that is so intensely mired in that world's mythology that it's nigh on incomprehensible to those not in the know. I am, so I didn't have a problem. In fact, I'd say that any Dark Tower fan probably needs to read the book precisely for that reason. Other, less familiar readers WILL have problems, however.
On the whole, while I personally have some affection for this book, I can't give it my unconditional recommendation. Steven King has written many great pieces that anybody can read (Desperation, Hearts in Atlantis), but this is not one of them. While King fans will find a lot to like, anybody who's not already fimrly entrenched as a King enthusiast should probably stick to one of his more accessible books.