Rarely I've felt so cheated After reading a book. 22/11/63 is not about saving Kennedy's life - and Even less about what happens Afterwards! The book is about how wonderful life Was in the USA around 1960 - at least if You Were a white male. King Describes small town life (not much is happening) over Hundreds of pages, desperately Trying to keep up tension by hinting at terrible things to come. Unfortunately the first person narrator got on my nerves so much That I About did not feel sorry for _him_ When the terrible things finally happened. The book is 734 pages long. The real Attempt to save JFK's life begins on page 627, and if you are still reading (if I Had borrowed the book from the library I would-have returned it long before, aim, alas, I bought it) things do get quite interesting. For a little while - purpose Then, When things get REALLY interesting shoulds, the author runs out of space and can not Develop the story - he needed several hundred Would Have more pages to make sense of the not-quite-end.
This is definitely the last of King's books That I've Bought, Possibly the last I've read.
