Happy Horrorthon!!!! We are already in week 2 and we are makin’ it work!!! Cycle of the Werewolf is very 1980s Stephen King. It clocks in at 100+ pages and moves briskly. In comparison, The Stand was 1000 pages and one chapter was actually from a Golden Retriever’s point of view….really. If you ever watched old movies on Showtime, you’ll remember this story as “Silver bullet” starring Corey Haim. The movie was actually fairly close to the book, except no Gary Busey.
The book takes place over the twelve months of the calendar year and I almost did this post as Twelve Days of Christmas song, but with werewolves….it could’ve worked! The first six months follow the werewolf killing on every full moon in Maine. As usual in Stephen King’s books the people of Maine are total dirt bags of all varietals: blowhard dirt bags, wife-beating dirt bags, racist dirt bags, and drunken dirt bags. In short, the townsfolk could all use some killing.
The month of July comes and the story shifts to Marty, a handicapped child, who really loves the 4th of July. As in the movie, Marty gets a bunch of fireworks from his Uncle and uses them to make the werewolf purblind. We learn the werewolf is the town Baptist preacher. As the months progress, Marty starts sending the preacher poison pen letters urging him to kill himself and signs his name to provoke a final confrontation. The confrontation is a bit anticlimactic because Stephen never really fleshed out the story and the final battle is no different. There is no close game or near run thing…nope…werewolf comes into the house, leaps at Marty, and Marty kills the werewolf dead. Boom. That’s it. It is fun to read these old Stephen King stories; he’s clearly still flexing his creative muscles and not totally sure of himself.
Have a spooky night.