If you’re reading this, you probably
understand that people like to be scared (and that might even include you). For
examples of this, go to any theme park and see all the rides that take people
through loops, hairpin turns, or vertical drops. There are also in some parks,
maybe off the Midway, the haunted house, a place that promises a different kind
of fear. Rather than stripping you of control and treating you like a sock in a
washing machine, haunted houses add to the terror by letting a series of threats,
both supernatural and psychotic, have at you. Just like with most thrill rides,
we know there’s no real danger. Just like rides are rigorously tested to make
sure they stay together, the threats in haunted houses are simply costumed
actors told to act as scary as possible. But what if the threat wasn’t just an
act? What if the threat was real? And what if you couldn’t escape? Consider the
movie 1408, based on the short story
by Stephen King, and Brian Kirk’s recent novel Will Haunt You.
1408 puts writer Mike Enslin, who writes about supernatural places but is
himself a skeptic, discovers the reputation of room 1408 at the Dolphin Hotel
and investigates (or rather goes there to churn out another nonfiction
bestseller). But this room holds a great deal of supernatural malevolence that
begins with a countdown of 60 minutes and the playing of “We’ve Only Just
Begun,” which is easily the most frightening the Carpenters’ music has ever
been. The room not only has its share of ghosts but it also brings forth what
haunts Enslin, his dead daughter. The movie is a gradual exercise not only in
the gradual loss of sanity but in the loss of faith that the world is a sane
and rational place. Mike soon can no longer trust what he sees and hears. The
only thing he can do ultimately is keep his eyes on the clock, but even this is
proven futile.
Will
Haunt You employs a similar method of torture on its
protagonist, Jesse Wheeler, frontman for a band formerly on top, former addict,
and currently suffocating family man. What traps Jesse in his personal
nightmare is not a room, but a book he had the misfortune to read. What began
as a reunion gig descends into a nightmare where his will, his sobriety, and
his love for his family is tested. Like Mike, who carries the loss of his
daughter, Jesse shoulders his own mental and spiritual burdens, a life lived in
excess that has hurt the ones he loves, and like the hotel room, the people
after Jesse use their knowledge of his inner failings with a scalpel’s
precision, slicing the things away that he’s earned that has made him a better
man, if not always a happy one. Both book and movie offer a funhouse of
frights, but these men bring their own demons to haunt them. The room/book just
has to open these men up, show them a mirror, and let them see what’s inside.
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