I was browsing around Amazon.com last night and I came across the page for Cell, Stephen King’s newest novel, which is being released in January.
Not having read anything in advance about the title, other than the name, I had pictured a story centered on a prisoner in a jail cell. Maybe I was too influenced by The Green Mile and Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption.
But this story is about a different kind of cell, according to the write-up:
Civilization doesn’t end with a bang or a whimper. It ends with a call on your cell phone. What happens on the afternoon of October 1 came to be known as the Pulse, a signal sent though every operating cell phone that turns its user into something…well, something less than human. Savage, murderous, unthinking-and on a wanton rampage. Terrorist act? Cyber prank gone haywire? It really doesn’t matter, not to the people who avoided the technological attack. What matters to them is surviving the aftermath. Before long a band of them-“normies” is how they think of themselves-have gathered on the grounds of Gaiten Academy, where the headmaster and one remaining student have something awesome and terrifying to show them on the school’s moonlit soccer field. Clearly there can be no escape. The only option is to take them on.
It sounds interesting, and I was fairly excited about the prospect…
Then I remembered a bad movie: Halloween III: The Season of the Witch. It’s sort of like the memory of tasting sour milk for the first time. I’m trying to shake it…really.
I’ll still buy the book, because I’m curious to see what he does with the story. In the meantime, I think I’ll turn my cell phone off.