Wednesday, August 30, 2017

The IT Spot: Rereading part 37

The 80's Losers muse on how Audra was able to follow Bill to Derry, and how she got taken below the city. The conclusions are easily reached: Bill mentioned the place, and Bev knows her shithead husband is still after her. This is a common King trope: tiny flakes of information leading to an avalance of bad luck.

While this is happening, the Destruction of the above Derry has begin. In IT's fear, IT is literally shaking the town. A clock that failed to chime when the explosion on Easter happened fails to chime again, and the old-timers know what's up. The people who are open to speak willingly of IT in some cases. I think it's because by that stage in their lives, they (or at least some) are beyond giving a shit. Younger people who have prospered in the town are actively fearful; one knows all he's worked for is in danger.

More comes later: toilets exploding, electrocutions, flooding, and fires, all in that amazing King style.

Then, below the sewers, Georgie shows up.


True to Bill's demons, "Georgie" starts screaming that Bill killed him, it's his fault, etc. The others know what the reader knows: this is IT playing on Bill's guilt. Just as Georgie is about to go in for the kill, Bill manages to recite a talismanic phrase without stuttering: "He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts."

This is more than Bill wounding IT. This is him shedding most of the guilt for something he was not at fault for, screaming that his parents were wrong to stop blaming him, to stop loving him, and for a moment reclaiming his words. It's a big deal. IT flees and Bill cries in the dark that he's sorry. Even with that, he can't quite let go.

In ANOTHER aside, Mike is still alive in the hospital. So IT sends a drugged out orderly to finish the job. The others sense it an send him enough power to kick the guy's ass. So that's nice.

What's not nice is that they finally FINALLY on page 1005 of 1093 they make it to the door as adults, to finally see and remember what IT really is.

But that's a blog for tomorrow.


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