The Three Books

Let me begin with the silliest and probably least worthwhile of the books, and yet likely the most enjoyable. This book is the aptly named Fool, by Christopher Moore. Among its pages unfolds a tale of murder, scandal, and debauchery as told by a doubly fictitious fool to Shakespeare's King Lear. By adapting this work of old to a more modern and less grandiose purpose, Moore takes us into depravity and base humor that at once make one feel ashamed and laugh out loud. There is art in the pages of this book, and yet it is of a less refined form than one would normally expect to find it. However, as previously mentioned, the book is the most enjoyable to read of the three. The next book on the list, if memory serves, is The Dead Zone, by Stephen King. Here we have more literary merit and a more sophisticated story, but less throwing one's head back and laughing. Here we have the tale of a boy who slips on back ice and is thus given the power to see briefly into the future. Dark and chilling, and no doubt leading up to a stunning conclusion of epic proportions. The third book currently being synthesized is Johnny Got his Gun, by Dalton Trumbo. This is an anti-war book about a man with no face, no arms, and no legs, remembering his life while lying in a hospital bed. This will be mentioned in later posts further, you can be sure.