Black House - Stephen King & Peter Straub, 2001
Jack Sawyer has come back after almost two decades since we last saw him on "The Talisman".
He is now
a retired detective from LA and he can't remember his past as a teenage hero. One
deranged man is on the loose on Coulee
County, copycatting the serial killer Albert Fish, and
thus, dubbed the Fisherman. The French Landing Police Department
is unable to find him; only Jack comes forward to accept the challenge of this madman. But the murderer, it seems, is just
the
tip of the iceberg. Stranger and darker forces are working out a plan that will repercute on
a level higher than a few
local kids slaughtered and half-eaten. Jack, with the help of some of his
new friends, has to solve a complex puzzle before
it is too late. For everyone.
Straub and King at full gear. The plotting is almost flawless (with some irregularities near the end) and the
narrative is impeccable. The characters are perfectly drawn and the old let's-scare-them-shitless formula is still at work.
In fact, we can find a lot of old friends from King's and Straub's mythologies (Straub's is very well hidden, but in there
nonetheless) King is really engaged in his Dark Tower series, and in Black House we find a lot of explanations about those
wonderful characters.
The new companions on Sawyer's quest aren't young, like in the first installment but colorful all the same (if the
Thunder Five and Henry Leyden aren't colorful, I don't know what is)
Mature work from both writers. They have developed a good prose.