The concept, a living man lying on a gurney as pathologists unknowingly prepare to perform an autopsy on him, is creepy and intriguing. It’s Stephen King’s flippant handling of it that disappoints.
A story like this should be ominous. Instead the “dead” man, who’s fully conscious but also fully paralyzed, makes corny wisecracks to himself, even as his body is about to be sawed open and dismantled.
my rating : 2 of 5
1997
