Another prime example of why some sequels taste like half cooked food. The Talisman was an experience in itself, a novel where you could only speculate as to which author wrote which part. It was also a wonderful concoction of genres : horror, coming-of-age and fantasy. The sole reason why I decided to read the sequel was because I loved Talisman. Disappointment is the only emotion I have about this book.

After the first hundred pages, it was a completely disinterested way in which I approached the book. When you realize that you do not care what the hell happens to the plot and the characters, it's high time you stopped reading the book. This was what happened to me. I liked the way the serial killer is created drawing parallels to Albert Fish but after the first few paragraphs it all goes down the drain. To be replaced by King's creations : The Dark Tower, The Crimson King...blah di blah blah !!!

One book I couldn't finish and I don't intend to try again...