I've officially bought my ticket to see IT! I'll be seeing IT on 9/8/17, so expect my review on the following Monday, unless something crazy happens, like me actually getting rest on Sunday.
As for the reread,we've begun the ritual of the Chud, both in the 50s and the 80s. In the 80s, adult Bill thinks one of the best lines I've ever read in a horror novel upon seeing IT: "No wonder Stan committed suicide! Oh God, I wish I had!'
I mean, Jesus.
IT, who they see as a colossal monster spider, seizes on Bill to lead the ritual, both in the past and present. Think a gigantic tarantula with a stinger.
The important thing is that even this spider isn't really IT: this is the closest human minds can come to understanding the Lovcraftian abomination within our universe. IT really exists outside of our universe, in the Deadlights. Any human seeing IT's true form, as Tom and Georgie did, is then rendered irrevocable insane. At least, I assume Tom was insane in the second before his brain LITERALLY EXPLODED.
Child Bill starts the ritual by staring at IT, and this is where the deep cosomological shit begins. Bill finds himself outside of his body, outside of this universe, skidding towards the macroverse, the deadlights, were IT really resides. He and IT have a talk, of sorts, where they taunt each other. Bill's time is short: if he goes into the Macroverse, he's worse than dead. He'll be trapped there, even in death, with IT forever.
The he sees The Turtle.
The above poem is from The Dark Tower book series, where Maturin is the name of the turtle, and he is nearly a God. He guards beams holding up The Dark Tower. Fun fact, Aslan is another guardian.
Anyway, The Turtle gives Bill some advise as Bill goes past, to keep thrusting his fists, etc. The Turtle "takes no stand in these matters" but he does seem to want to help. He's an agent of the final other that Bill now senses, and IT fears, AKA God.
As he's flying off, Bill realizes that IT is scared of the Losers. And with this, he realizes he can fight, and bites in to IT's tongue, mentally. Now Chud has really begun.
IT loses IT's shit, starts screaming and freaking out. IT has almost never had any pain, so the reaction is understandable. Bill comes back to his body, where he sees IT dying "So he honestly believed." and they take the fuck off as the spider webs around them come down. Again, they are 12, and fair enough.
Bill argues that IT might not be dead, but the others convince him IT is. And they marvel for a few moments about how Bill has temporarily lost his stutter.
Remember, Stephen King was deep into his drug and alcohol abuse at this time. I'm not sure a sober man would have invented a turtle who vomited up the universe. Then again, sober King wrote Revival which is one of the bleakest books I've ever read, so who knows.
Then it's back to the adult Bill, who is also flying through space, and thinks again about how now that he's an adult he can't really do this again. And surprise: he's right.
Bill tries to get a grip on IT, and he misses. He goes flying towards the deadlights, and is about to die.
And that is enough for this blog. See you tomorrow.
I'm as happy as a clown in a sewer!
I mean, Jesus.
IT, who they see as a colossal monster spider, seizes on Bill to lead the ritual, both in the past and present. Think a gigantic tarantula with a stinger.
And don't think about this stupidity.
The important thing is that even this spider isn't really IT: this is the closest human minds can come to understanding the Lovcraftian abomination within our universe. IT really exists outside of our universe, in the Deadlights. Any human seeing IT's true form, as Tom and Georgie did, is then rendered irrevocable insane. At least, I assume Tom was insane in the second before his brain LITERALLY EXPLODED.
Child Bill starts the ritual by staring at IT, and this is where the deep cosomological shit begins. Bill finds himself outside of his body, outside of this universe, skidding towards the macroverse, the deadlights, were IT really resides. He and IT have a talk, of sorts, where they taunt each other. Bill's time is short: if he goes into the Macroverse, he's worse than dead. He'll be trapped there, even in death, with IT forever.
The he sees The Turtle.
The above poem is from The Dark Tower book series, where Maturin is the name of the turtle, and he is nearly a God. He guards beams holding up The Dark Tower. Fun fact, Aslan is another guardian.
Anyway, The Turtle gives Bill some advise as Bill goes past, to keep thrusting his fists, etc. The Turtle "takes no stand in these matters" but he does seem to want to help. He's an agent of the final other that Bill now senses, and IT fears, AKA God.
As he's flying off, Bill realizes that IT is scared of the Losers. And with this, he realizes he can fight, and bites in to IT's tongue, mentally. Now Chud has really begun.
IT loses IT's shit, starts screaming and freaking out. IT has almost never had any pain, so the reaction is understandable. Bill comes back to his body, where he sees IT dying "So he honestly believed." and they take the fuck off as the spider webs around them come down. Again, they are 12, and fair enough.
Bill argues that IT might not be dead, but the others convince him IT is. And they marvel for a few moments about how Bill has temporarily lost his stutter.
Remember, Stephen King was deep into his drug and alcohol abuse at this time. I'm not sure a sober man would have invented a turtle who vomited up the universe. Then again, sober King wrote Revival which is one of the bleakest books I've ever read, so who knows.
Then it's back to the adult Bill, who is also flying through space, and thinks again about how now that he's an adult he can't really do this again. And surprise: he's right.
Bill tries to get a grip on IT, and he misses. He goes flying towards the deadlights, and is about to die.
And that is enough for this blog. See you tomorrow.
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