A review by chambecc
It by Stephen King

adventurous dark emotional funny mysterious tense slow-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? A mix
  • Strong character development? Yes
  • Loveable characters? Yes
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

5.0

I read this book almost a year ago, and naturally find it still occasionally bursting forth into my head. 
 
 It, I think, is properly described as a horror epic, not strictly a novel. The book is a veritable brick at roughly 1150 pages, and I took a bit over 2 months to read it (caveat being I took breaks to read other material, but still). 
 
 I'm a King fan and will generally read most anything by him. But in some ways, I think "It" will always be my favorite book of his. Less because of detailed descriptions of a vulgar, malevolent, shapeshifting entity terrorizing a small town in Maine, and more about the book's heart: friendship. Growing up. Overcoming fear. The fading of memory. How our roots haunt us even when we thought we've left them behind. 
 
 Ben, Beverly, and Richie are some of my favorite King characters ever. But every kid in the book has a voice, a perspective, that broadens the narrative and makes you more deeply invested in the story's outcome. A common complaint is that the book is too long. Speaking candidly: I think the book was exactly as long as it needed to be to tell the story of the Losers' Club and their odyssey to conquer the manifestation of pure evil, which we commonly know as Pennywise. 
 
 And more importantly - to my brain, anyway - is the friendship that suffuses the story. The love these kids have for each other. The loyalty. Their marrow-deep trust of each other, despite facing visceral terror. In many ways, King is at his best when he's writing kids, and this book shows it better than any other. 
 
 King doesn't regard himself as much of a prose stylist, but I think this book shows that the man writes wonderfully. The descriptions of Derry are granular and gorgeous to read at points. I still think about the passage of Bill soaring over the hill on his bike and into downtown Derry, not caring about mortality, fear, his stutter - pure, unvarnished freedom. Bill Denbrough beats the devil, indeed. 
 
 I'm not sure I'd say "if you only ever read one King book, let this be it (or is that It?)... but on the other hand, if you're craving something that isn't just horrifying and skin deep, pick this one up. Who knows... maybe you'll float, too. 


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