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Some believe Bedford, Maine, is cursed. Its bloody past, endless rain, and the decay of its downtown portend a hopeless future. With the death of its paper mill, Bedford's unemployed residents soon find themselves with far too much time to dwell on thoughts of Susan Marley. Once the local beauty, she's now the local whore. Silently prowling the muddy streets, she watches eerily from the shadows, waiting for . . . something. And haunting the sleep of everyone in town with monstrous visions of violence and horror.
Those who are able will leave Bedford before the darkness fully ascends. But those who are trapped here??from Susan Marley's long-suffering mother and younger sister to her guilt-ridden, alcoholic ex-lover to the destitute and faithless with nowhere else to go??will soon know the fullest and most terrible meaning of nightmare… (mehr)
This book literally haunted my brain for a few days. If you like Stephen King or John Saul or any of the 80s horror writers you’ll get into this. That said, it’s a twisted, dark, gross and bloody story so, be warned. The cheese factor at the end was pretty high and disappointing, however it fits with the overall mass market paperback-horrorness of it all. ( )
Horror is a genre I read sparingly. However, a dear friend recommended The Keeper and I decided to give it a try. The book started and continued at a slow pace to about 3/4 of the plot. On the other hand, Langan invests in the first part of the book crafting unique well develop characters and creating a creepy world. Worldbuilding in a story means a lot to me. I need to feel I can see myself in the world of the story and Langan created the small town of Bedford Maine to be eerie and alive. The plot was creepy enough and her imagery was unsettling to keep me on edge in many parts throughout the story. I must say she kept my attention despite the slow start. I wasn’t expecting the ending. I would have preferred a different ending, but it is me being a fantasy writer inventing my own side story. It was an excellent ending none the less. In my humble opinion, I loved the story ( )
A prequel (?) to The Missing, probably meant to be read in order of publication, but particularly interesting as Langan's first dive into "the evil that lurks in the hearts of men" more fully realized in her latest (not exactly 'horror') book: Good Neighbors. Fascinating to see how Langan has moved from a write-by-numbers genre with its troubled Maine town to an even more terrifying study of mob mentality worthy of Shirley Jackson. The Keepers has plenty of mystery and body horror to make it worth the read for fans of that genre. ( )
Langan definitely has talent, and has crafted a rather intricate story about one town and its sordid history. The story is rather dark and it is hard to empathize with many of the characters. I also agree with another reviewer about the change 3/4 of the way through the novel, though pushing through to the ending is worth it. I was actually surprised at how much I liked the way the last few chapters wrapped up. I'm glad that I kept on to the end, and I'm definitely going to be keeping an eye out for more from Langan. ( )
Most of the reviews and comments on THE KEEPER make a point about mentioning it as Langan's debut novel. Now that I've done so too, let us ignore that because this is a great novel, period.
Susan Marley roams the streets of Bedford, Maine, looking for something or simply trying to connect. Considering that she doesn't speak, is considered the town slut and is ignored by her own mother, that desire for a connection is understood. When she dies one night though, horrible things start happening to the residents in town. The dead rise up and buried secrets come up to reality.
While supernatural elements are very much part of the story, they aren't quite as in your face as I expected. The book focuses more on the story and the characters, both of which are very rich and enjoyable. Unfortunately though, I didn't quite get pulled into the characters' lives. They were real and easy to picture but they just weren't quite fascinating to care that much about. Not something to avoid the book over but something to be aware of. Focus on enjoying the multiple plot threads that are nicely weaved together. Those make the novel worthwhile. ( )
“The Keeper” — which is richly populated with small-town characters at varying stages of emotional crisis, from numb puzzlement to unshakable bitterness to abject despair...the only horror story I’ve read recently that finds adequate metaphors for the self-destructive properties of anger.
Langan lovingly crafts the struggling town of Bedford, Maine, its unlucky inhabitants and the troubling history of the town's shuttered paper mill, before tearing it all to bloody pieces.... Langan's characters come brilliantly to life, their inner conflicts rendered in sharp but exhausting detail at once expansive and constricting, slowing the narrative to a crawl just before it whips into frenzied, graphic violence. This is horror on a big scale, akin to the more ambitious work of Stephen King, and though Langan's enormous imagination can slow her narrative, this effective debut promises great things to come.
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The darkness of this house has got the best of us, There's a darkness in this town that's got us too - "Independence Day," Bruce Springsteen, from The River, 1980
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They knew Susan Marley.
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She is always hungry, she is never satisfied.
These things added up. This place was haunted. Susan was haunted. The entire town was haunted, and the only person in this room that wanted saving was himself. If he had been sober, he would have run. But he stood for a few seconds too long, and his moment of clarity passed.
At exactly eight-twenty, Susan Marley fell down a flight of stairs. People all over Bedford stopped what they were doing and listened to a soft-buzzing that droned for a few short seconds, and then was gone. Some trusted their instincts and left Bedford right then, but most did not.
He wishes, not for the first time. that he was a different man.
Danny knew it was true. He also knew that he didn't care. Because there was a line, and maybe it had been crossed tonight, maybe a long time ago, but it had been crossed. After this night Danny would no longer call Paul Martin his friend.
He wanted to give Mary his jacket, or find her a blanket, or tell her to stick her hair under a hand dryer in the bathroom. He wanted to tell her to please talk to her daughter, because Liz didn't look so good right now. She looked about an inch away from hysteria. *Please take care of your daughter, Mrs. Marley, because I don't know how just yet.*
With Paul, it was so easy to get sucked in. So easy to see the world the way he saw it if she let him talk. He used to rant about the mill for hours unless she stopped him, always asking: Didn't she care? Why didn't she care? As if he though that pointed out the bad things in life was the same as fixing them.
No, she wanted to say. I can't do that. I dropped you a long time ago. My father just got fired. I have almost no gas in my care and it's raining so hard in Bedford that I don't even know if I'm going to make it across the bridge back home if I wait any longer. The Marleys don't have fond memories of me. You must be kidding to think I'd do that for you. No. She told him yes, she'd wait.
She stays with him because he is alone. She thinks he deserves to be alone. She cannot let him wait by himself.
He smells to her like an alcoholic. She has not been this close to him for a very long time. This is the change in him: He is resigned. He thinks it is Cathy who has done this to him. but it is not Cathy. Paul does not understand that life isn't always fun. He thinks that when he leaves a room, everyone else gets up and has a party, dances the Charleston. He thinks that Cathy has prevented him from this life. He think that he could have been more. He doesn't understand that if that were the case, he would already be more.
She had baked a great deal over these last few days. Her manager at Shaws has not charged her for groceries this week. A bereavement gift, like a mourning rate at the airport. Every parent who had a daughter die should get exactly thirty dollars and seventy-six cents worth of flour, imitation vanilla extract, butter, chocolate chips, and Crisco for free. That makes everything better.
The theory was that while most heated solutions suspended and dissolved a certain amount of solid material, once they reached a certain point, their saturation point, they can hold and dissolve nothing more. At this point, all the suspended solid in the solution falls to the bottom of the beaker. It was a universal truth that held not just for chemistry but for life: There is only so much crap that anybody can take.
Mom said Susan knew thing because God had made her extra smart, but Liz thought it was because she was an alien, like from Canada.
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Some believe Bedford, Maine, is cursed. Its bloody past, endless rain, and the decay of its downtown portend a hopeless future. With the death of its paper mill, Bedford's unemployed residents soon find themselves with far too much time to dwell on thoughts of Susan Marley. Once the local beauty, she's now the local whore. Silently prowling the muddy streets, she watches eerily from the shadows, waiting for . . . something. And haunting the sleep of everyone in town with monstrous visions of violence and horror.
Those who are able will leave Bedford before the darkness fully ascends. But those who are trapped here??from Susan Marley's long-suffering mother and younger sister to her guilt-ridden, alcoholic ex-lover to the destitute and faithless with nowhere else to go??will soon know the fullest and most terrible meaning of nightmare
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