The third piece is the most conventional: "The Body," a familiar fall-from-innocence tale about four not-very-bright Maine lads (one of whom, the reminiscing narrator, will become a novelist) who go into the woods to locate the body of a boy thrown from a trestle by a train.
Denker down the block is really an aged Nazi war criminal-so he extorts long confessions from the old man, relishing all the atrocity details, becoming totally corrupted by the Nazi mystique at last, however, the old Nazi (who gets his kicks by killing winos) takes revenge on the boy-and their evil symbiosis ends in a muddle of suicide, murder, and madness. "Apt Pupil," on the other hand, is crude and utterly unconvincing: Todd, an All-American California boy, discovers that Mr. The climax is feeble (especially after such a long build-up), the redemption theme is murky-but the close observation of prison life offers some engaging details. Best of the lot is Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption-in which banker Andy Dufresne, in a Maine prison for life for murdering his wife and her lover, plans his escape over a 20-year period, working his way through four feet of concrete to get to the sewer shaft beyond. It will take all of King's monumental byline-insurance to drum up an audience for this bottom-of-the-trunk collection: four overpadded novellas, in non-horror genres-without the gripping situations needed to transcend King's notoriously clumsy writing.
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