Book Review: The Mist by Stephen King

‘The Mist’ is one of Stephen King’s novellas, first published 1980. This short story delves into a more eldritch take on horror, whilst also delving into what makes a monster. It looks at one of my favourite areas of niche media; ones that delve into the possibilities of deep, horrific, government orchestrated creations being inadvertently unleashed, and the horrible atrocities that could commence.

I really enjoyed reading it, and devoured it, eager to see what would bring the characters to their knees first, their fear, their self-imposed sense of governance, the monsters that lurked outside in the mist, or petty squabbles from years gone by. I have seen many scenarios where each of these different ideas reigned victorious.

‘The Mist’ explores how in times of crisis, people turn to faith and divinity, and cling to the very notion of divine intervention. The story explored the supposed basics of human nature, the need to eat, the need for sex, and the need to protect their young, whilst also offering insight into the idea that curiosity killed the cat, and some self-righteous fools will seek their moment to achieve something, and strive for survival, regardless of the fear. It delved into the idea of the collective unconscious and how in a small town, grudges seem incapable of withering away.

I really enjoyed delving into this story of the end of days and hope to read more of Stephen King’s lesser-known works in the future!