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Pet Sematary (BBC Radio Presents) description
Renowned for its superior productions, BBC radio may have outdone itself by adapting Stephen King's Pet Sematary to audio. A clamorous cacophony of talking, whining, whistling, and howling, Pet Sematary is a quick, entertaining earful for those who don't have other auditory distractions to contend with, such as a car full of talking whining, whistling, howling children. However, the melodramatic prose marries well with the acting; such is the case when one reader--whose voice bears an uncanny resemblance to Kramer's from Seinfeld--tells another about the effects of the Pet Sematary: "Heroin makes junkies feel good when they put it in their arms, but all the time it's poisoning their mind and body--this place can be like that and don't you ever forget it!" (Running time: three hours, two cassettes) |
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Pet Sematary (BBC Radio Presents) Customer Reviews
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"Never get it off the ground, Orville."
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Louis Creed came to believe that the last really happy day of his life was March 24, 1984. This is truly when the story begins because at this point the Creed family adopts you into their world.
When a tragedy occurs and costs Louis the life of his infant son, Gage, he comes to a cross road. He may bury Gage in the past and begin a fresh path with his in-laws or he may cross the boundaries of nature to resurrect Gage.
We endure Louis's subconscious desire to be free of his responsibility as loving husband and father and his wish to go "Where the Wild Things Are", to live a carefree life of fun and fantasy while still being able to return home to his dinner and warm bed.
I recommend this book to everyone I meet. Not only because I am in love with Stephen King's sarcastic writing tone, but because it teaches us the important life lesson that we all must endure someday. Sometimes, dead is better...
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