The next chapter of the book is called TERROR. I wrote it awhile ago, drew it last summer, and now I am rewriting it again.
It is a strange and long process to dig up old ghosts. I'm rewatching old horror movies, finding that most of them have no power to scare me anymore. One exception worth mentioning is THE SHINING. It still makes my heart pound and my hands sweat.
I've never read the book - I'm not sure how much is the book and how much is the movie. But I suspect that a big part of its value is that while he intended for it to be a commercially successful movie, Kubrick was still making art. The camera angles, the majestic sweep of the Steadicam, the dramatic cuts... are so singular, so arty, for a horror movie. He uses as many common elements of a domestic abuse story as he does conventions of the horror movie. In fact, it is a domestic abuse story cast in the trappings of a horror movie. The character development is very spare, with just enough bones to make the characters stand, but so much attention is lavished on the setting that you still imagine yourself in the shoes of the three characters, trapped in that hotel, terrorized or becoming the terror.