King Sorrow by Joseph Hillstrom King Review – An Dragon-Fired Supernatural Saga Is a Tour de Force
Six quirky but resilient kids confront the path of a immense and dreadful supernatural malevolence that has infiltrated our world from the farthest reaches of darkness. They must devote their lives battling it, facing horror after horror in the ordeal.
A Familiar Storyline with a Distinctive Twist
This is the plot, in essence, of the master of horror’s novel It (arguably his finest; no arguments). It is also the plot of King’s son Joseph Hillstrom King’s recent chilling tome, in which a band of six invoke the age-old, utterly malevolent beast King Sorrow from the Endless Night to aid them in overcoming some antagonists. Unsurprisingly, their arcane ceremony goes awry.
Acknowledging a Family Lineage
Joseph Hillström King launched his profession striving diligently to remain separate from his renowned parent, adopting the nom de plume he maintains to this day and steering clear of encounters with his agent (he bears a strong similarity to his dad). Yet with this recent release, he leans into it. Certain passages that intentionally mirror some of his father’s iconic (“The man in black fled across the desert …”); a scene that recalls a signature King element (a riddling contest). Throughout this massive book, Joe Hill takes pleasure in his family connection, and we delight along with him.
The Cast of the Protagonists
Returning to the group: most are pupils at the imagined the esteemed institution in this northeastern locale. There’s Arthur, bookish and intelligent, deciphering historical enigmas in his spare time; the character Colin, rich, astute, and inclined to bulldoze anyone who stands in his way; Donna and Donovan; the stunning Allie. And there’s Gwen, who remains outside their academic circle, but assumes a vital role of their circle as they toy, partly convinced, somewhat doubtful, in supernatural practices.
The Critical Ritual
Arthur is, for reasons we don’t need to go into, obliged to take valuable volumes from his treasured institution’s archives by a set of regional villains. This devastates his scholarly soul, notably because he’s made to take the library’s most valuable and unsettling publication: the diary of practitioner Enoch Crane (condemned “for conspiring with dark forces in 1703”; the cover is fashioned from his hide). The intrepid group examine the log, discover they could summon what the occultist details as a clever snake to assist Arthur with his blackmail problem – and spend the rest of the novel enduring the repercussions. The dragon will undoubtedly remove those troublesome local drug dealers, but they’ll have to choose a new sacrifice each year or fall prey to the beast. In the character’s own words: “You sow dragon’s teeth, all you get is further monstrosities.”
Narrative Fluidity and Inventive Breadth
Spanning forty years, Hill also moves with seamless grace between genres: as the allies attempt to deal with the predicament they find themselves in by, through diverse methods, picking people who are obviously evil to sacrifice, or hunting down ways to slay the beast themselves, we go from thriller to grim fantasy, covert operations to affectionate subplot to horror. A standout transition was to a quest story, deep in the caves beneath this UK region, a section sprinkled with the fantasy maestro that was gloriously terrifying.
A Rich Tapestry of Horror and Hope
The novel features trolls – bridge-dwelling ones and internet antagonists, truly terrifying and superbly depicted. We see enchanted blades and treacheries, pulse-pounding sequences of courage and instances of terrible wickedness, both mortal and extraterrestrial. It stands as a masterpiece: a chilling book that is primarily a ode to the human inventiveness, and to affection and camaraderie. “We required a narrative to trust and {now we’ve got one|presently we possess it|currently we hold it,” says this character as the friends assemble around a surface, making preparations to call forth their serpent into being with the force of their minds.
According to Joe Hill in his opening statement: “Hic sunt dracones”. Do not overlook this.