დაბრუნებული კოშმარული წარსული, საფრთხის, განსაცდელის, უბედურების მოლოდინი, მისტიკური რეალობა, რომლის ამოხსნის შესაძლებლობა ადამიანის ძალებს აღემატება, თუმცა... ყველაზე მოულოდნელი ფინალისთვის მზად უნდა იყოთ.
Stephen Edwin King was born the second son of Donald and Nellie Ruth Pillsbury King. After his father left them when Stephen was two, he and his older brother, David, were raised by his mother. Parts of his childhood were spent in Fort Wayne, Indiana, where his father's family was at the time, and in Stratford, Connecticut. When Stephen was eleven, his mother brought her children back to Durham, Maine, for good. Her parents, Guy and Nellie Pillsbury, had become incapacitated with old age, and Ruth King was persuaded by her sisters to take over the physical care of them. Other family members provided a small house in Durham and financial support. After Stephen's grandparents passed away, Mrs. King found work in the kitchens of Pineland, a nearby residential facility for the mentally challenged.
Stephen attended the grammar school in Durham and Lisbon Falls High School, graduating in 1966. From his sophomore year at the University of Maine at Orono, he wrote a weekly column for the school newspaper, THE MAINE CAMPUS. He was also active in student politics, serving as a member of the Student Senate. He came to support the anti-war movement on the Orono campus, arriving at his stance from a conservative view that the war in Vietnam was unconstitutional. He graduated in 1970, with a B.A. in English and qualified to teach on the high school level. A draft board examination immediately post-graduation found him 4-F on grounds of high blood pressure, limited vision, flat feet, and punctured eardrums.
He met Tabitha Spruce in the stacks of the Fogler Library at the University, where they both worked as students; they married in January of 1971. As Stephen was unable to find placement as a teacher immediately, the Kings lived on his earnings as a laborer at an industrial laundry, and her student loan and savings, with an occasional boost from a short story sale to men's magazines.
Stephen made his first professional short story sale ("The Glass Floor") to Startling Mystery Stories in 1967. Throughout the early years of his marriage, he continued to sell stories to men's magazines. Many were gathered into the Night Shift collection or appeared in other anthologies.
In the fall of 1971, Stephen began teaching English at Hampden Academy, the public high school in Hampden, Maine. Writing in the evenings and on the weekends, he continued to produce short stories and to work on novels.
The “character” of the monkey was pretty great. I went in wondering how this could be taken seriously, and I surprisingly took it fairly serious. That monkey was better than pretty great, it was pretty terrifying.
But I could also see how someone would read this and maybe laugh. Those two genres blended together, I think that would suit this story well.
Terrible ver una de las peores películas que viste en la vida, decidir leer el relato en la que se basa y descubrir que es aún peor.
Fanáticos del autor, eviten lincharme, pero realmente si la cinta es basura el relato no se salva.
Un mono "asesino", un montón de personajes mal construidos y un argumento sin estructura dan lugar a un relato, flojo que da pie a una película floja pero cuyo guionista es mejor escritor que King.
Siento la horda de fanáticos del autor cayendo furiosos a cortar mi yugular.
Delighted, Hal had turned it this way and that, feeling the crinkle of its nappy fur. Its funny grin pleased him. Yet hadn’t there been something else? An almost instinctive feeling of disgust that had come and gone almost before he was aware of it?
I found this horror story quite gripping and entertaining. The last 3 pages really kept me at the edge of my seat. I liked that Mr. King uses such a ubiquitous toy for such a horrifying tale; I did not have one of those as a child, but I always thought that they were a toy that I most definitely did not want to have, and it turned that I was right. By the way, I always avoided these dolls that made sounds or moved by themselves, I thought (and still think) that they are totally creepy. Great horror tale by our favorite horror author.
I read this in King's Skeleton Crew; it's about a wind-up toy Monkey who kills someone you love every time it claps it's cymbals. I swear I have never felt so scared after reading a book before, and it's only a short story.
This cursed monkey toy is demonic and sadistic, but still not as creepy or evil as Furbies.
All jokes aside, this story isn't that great, but it's about as great as a story about being haunted by an evil cymbal-banging monkey toy can possibly get. So I gotta give King some credit for making the story as dramatic and readable as it is, even though it's a bit hard to take seriously. The character dynamics aren't half bad.
3.5 stars I really like this premise. It’s simple, but effective. And I think Stephen King’s writing (which is hit or miss for me) is quite solid in this. He does a good job describing the inexplicable draw the characters have to the monkey. I just wish this was longer, as it feels like there is more than enough content for him to expand on. In that regard, I’m excited for the movie!
I never liked or had these wind up toys that dance or play an instrument; just small cars that went zoom and killed nobody. I'm glad my family members made sound decisions.
Short but scary. However, there’s just too much crammed into its few pages, making it feel a little all over the place. Still, that monkey would scare the sh*t out of me!
honestly i feel like for a lot of stephen king’s stuff you have to be a midlife crisis father of two suffering an extreme case of nostalgia! i didn’t mind it all that much but i do hope the movie’s different because i got bored here and was hoping for more. maybe i just think the whole haunted doll thing is tired. haunted monkey? need to give more of his stuff a chance i guess but i swear i only got through this because it was so short. two of his other books sit unfinished on my shelf …
Jeden Montag im Jahr 2016 ist beim Heyne Verlag eine Kurzgeschichte des Autors erschienen. Da mir “Die Leiche” und “Regenzeit” von King gut gefallen haben, hatte ich Lust auf eine weitere Kurzgeschichte und diese hat mich sehr angesprochen. Die Geschichte stammt aus dem Buch “Blut”.
Stephen King hat sich für diese Kurzgeschichte wieder ein Element aus dem Alltag gesucht, dieses Mal ein Kinderspielzeug in Form eines Affen.
Der Leser bleibt lange im unklaren darüber, was mit dem Affen eigentlich ist. Man weiß nur, dass Hal Angst vor ihm hat, aber was passiert ist, erfährt man erst spät.
Dadurch bleibt die Spannung aufrecht, da man unbedingt wissen möchte, was genau passiert ist und wovor Hal so große Angst hast.
Erzählt wird die Geschichte auf zwei Zeitebenen. Es gibt immer wieder Rückblicke, die aufklären, was überhaupt los ist.
Die Charaktere in der Geschichte bleiben sehr oberflächlich, was bei einer Kurzgeschichte aber okay ist. Zu Beginn des eBooks kam ich etwas durcheinander, mit den Namen der Charkatere, doch dies legte sich beim lesen.
Fazit: “Der Affe” ist eine gute Kurzgeschichte, die mit einem konstanten Spannungsbogen zu überzeugen weiß. Die Geschichte ist weder besonders gruselig, noch besonderes blutig oder ähnliches, aber sie macht einfach Spaß zu lesen und ist daher für jeden King-Fan eine Empfehlung.
Well written like all of Stephen King's stories with likable characters. I just didn't like the overall plot that revolved around the monkey, as we've all seen similar cases in fiction of mysterious objects brining some kind of curse the protagonists try to get rid of. The horror didn't strike me as hard for this reason. I would recommend reading it if you like Stephen King novels or if you don't mind this kind of scenario.
I can only assume I was reading the text from a non-official webpage as there were numerous spelling and grammatical errors which made the read rather unenjoyable. The read was long and tedious despite it being a short story, and the writing style felt devoid of King's usual gusto.
If you asked AI to write a Stephen King short story, it would give you this. Maybe we don't need to use the n word, have physical abuse of a child, racism, and wife hating. Unheard of to Stephen King, I know. This is only 40 pages, so how did you include almost all of your signature moves, my guy?
Oh my good God. Never could I have thought that a fifty page short story about a TOY could scare me like that. There's no storyteller like King, never was, never will be.