You and I sacrificed my adolescence / Just to waste my time on the edges of your life (Never Ending Song – Conan Gray).
Who needs sleep anyway? So let me just see~eet the scee~eene, I watched this movie recently called The Monkey, and it was an okay horror-comedy flick about not allowing grief hold you back from experiencing life and all its wonders, but then upon further reading, I found out that it was based on a Stephen King short story!? It’s wild because if you asked me even a year ago, I would have told you that his books were too inaccessible for me to really dive into, and yet here I am inadvertently watching movies based on his works or just straight up reading his thousands page novels! Sheesh, how many of this guy’s stories have I consumed without even realizing? So I figured I should just bite the bullet look for his most messed up story. There's got to be one that stands above all the rest, right? And after tireless research (ten minutes of searching), everybody said that his short story, The Jaunt, is the most gut-punching and fucked up slice of horror that I'll ever encounter. And you know what? That might just be true! We find ourselves teleported to the 24th century and society has progressed to the point where instantaneous travel indistinguishable from teleportation called “Jaunting” has since become as readily available as riding the bus. But like everything, this version of traveling comes with its own set of dangers, as a person needs to be put to sleep before going through with it because even though the process is technically instant, the mind doesn’t perceive is as such and you basically spend millions and millions of years in a Black Mirror John Hamm mind prison. We're given this information by a man named Mark Oates who’s trying to alleviate his family’s growing jitters towards the practice by distracting them with a history lesson. But details he gracefully leaves out for his family, he leaves in all its gruesome clarity for us! From horrible animal experimentation to inhumane testing on prisoners, it turns out that this whole business has a dark past with life-altering side-effects should things go wrong, and damn, do things go wrong in the worst possible way! So here’s the thing, the other reason why I picked this up was because I kept seeing that other book that’s making the rounds here on Goodreads about how hell is an eternity or something (I don’t remember its name), and I was too much of a scaredy-cat to read it because the thought of a forever prison really freaks me out. It always gets me! Even positive depictions of heaven that are of The Lovely Bones kind where we keep our thoughts and mind and just keep on keeping on seem awful. Like, am I supposed to be happy being stuck in a white void floating around like Ganondorf in the Sacred Realm all screaming, “CURSE YOU ZELDA! CURSE YOU LINK!” because if that’s the case, no thank you. So yeah, I guess you could say that I went into this thinking it’d be a lighter read than that other book, and yet here I am staring distantly and blankly at the wall as if I jaunted fully awake myself.
The most common complaint about the horror genre is that it always features characters doing some dumb shit and then getting killed due to said dumb shit, but good ones like The Jaunt highlight unfair helplessness above all else because nothing is scarier than relatable horror. The ones that don't just feature some freaky shit, but freaky shit that couldn't have been avoided no matter what! The movie Hereditary is another good example of this, because despite the fact that the film’s main focus is the family drama, the main themes of mental illness and trauma almost become inconsequential by the end because it emphasizes the fact that these events would have occurred regardless of any character arc had throughout the movie. There’s a special kind of frightening reserved for the stories that couldn't be solved, no matter how much clarity hindsight gives us. In that sense, I loved how The Jaunt lulls you into a sense of security by mundane descriptions that feel like they go on for an eternity, because it makes the horrific twist ending all the more horrifying without any need for excessive gore. The middling prose prior to the reveal also helps amplify the point that this book’s premise isn’t about some malicious act, but rather just a totally random accident. Now that’s spooky! It reminds me of a tweet that said something like “the reason why I’ll never get LASIK eye surgery is because the creators wear glasses,” and while I don’t know if that’s true or not because I never fact checked, I choose to believe because it informs my already prejudiced view of the practice. But really though, sometimes it’s nice to be able to take off my glasses, because... I’ve seen enough. All I know is that I won’t be getting Lasik any time soon and you know what? Should teleportation become available as a mode of transportation sometime in the future, I’ll be taking a pass on that too. Otherwise, I did think that the writing style was a bit dated in the sense that the kid characters are very much of the “annoying brat" variety that you’d find on an old Full House type of sitcom, and even though this takes place a hundred or so years from now, let alone the 80’s, there’s still an almost overbearing male-oriented tone to the narrative in the way that both the wife and daughter are constantly described as annoying and shrill. Which, you know, was especially notable considering this was only twenty pages. I mean, I’m not complaining too hard on this front, because even though a lot of people use the phrase “timeless” to compliment works of literature, the truth is that there’s no such thing as art that exists outside of its context. 1984 didn’t predict future events like a lot of people try to claim, instead it was always a reflection of the political climate of its time! Maybe things just didn’t get that much better and that’s why it still applies. Similarly, The Jaunt is a look into the future by taking a guess at what will change, and what will sadly stay the same. It's a short story that's effortlessly engaging and full of tension despite the fact that most of it is just exposition about a world we’ll probably never see again, and while it’s short with the horror being rather minimal, there's something here that just sticks. I read The Jaunt because I thought it’d be a quick and easy jaunt, but having finished it, I know I’ll spend many eternal moments thinking about it.
“Wanted to see! I saw! I saw! Longer than you think!”