That would account for a lot. It’s a very – uneven novel. However, it’s actually one of my favorites, not that anybody should agree with me. I don’t even mind the heavyhandedness of the nuclear allegory - since I don’t necessarily expect great insights out of life from S.K. - he’s entertainment to me - I don’t look for the greater “meaning” of the stories, I just enjoy the story itself. Some parts of Tommyknockers I loved:
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The initial benign-seeming effects of the saucer’s mysterious gasses and electricity. Roberta’s burst of insane energy, transforming the basement and dictating the novel in a sitting (on the magic automatic green-glowing typewriter)…
the weirdness of how the town’s intellectual burst is applied - stupid stuff like the flying, killing Coke machine, the nuclear-powered household hot water heater, weapons made out of converted child’s toys, etc. - you get the message that the saucer’s energy is somehow unholy and useless, makes superintelligent humans putter around aimlessly (though quite killingly)…
the suspense of Gard’s relationship w/ Bobbie, since Gard is immune to the saucer’s influence while Bobbie is transformed - you never know if/when she’s going to haul off and kill him for not “becoming” (and yet they’re still having sex now and then) …
very touching scene: when Hill’s brother is rescued from Altair-4 and reunited w/ him
Bobbie’s highly unpleasant dildo-weilding sister - she’s one-dimensional, sure, but it’s an entertaining dimension, for the one chapter it lasts.
Gard’s drunken sprees. The word Arglebargle.
The ending, Gard gets to fly off in the saucer to points unknown - FINALLY, a decent payoff in a Stephen King novel! The aliens are vanquished and the hero rides off into the sunset.
One stupid thing though: At least three times, Gard is said to see “The Real Roberta” “for the last time”. All right already!