Oh look, another stunningly mediocre Stephen King book. I've been meaning to make a video all about this, but his fans are pretty wild.
The Institute follows our two main characters Luke and what's his name. Yes, what's his name, because frankly I finished this book two weeks ago and already I can't remember his dang name. You wanted honest reviews so we're being extra honest with this one. Also frankly I'm exhausted with how lack luster the last few books by him have been and I don't have the energy in me to try to spin this in a positive light.
But Jes you rated this book three stars, it couldn't have been that bad. You'd be right in some ways. Most of the stars for this book were awarded from reminding me so much of some of his other works. Incredibly powerful child characters who like Black Sabbath and might want to bum a smoke off of you. Stephen is a little more than slightly detached from these kinds of characters these days.
Another star I gave to the overall feel of the book. Yes, feel. Stephen tends to write one of two ways: spooky scary monsters or mundane day in the life books with a bit of gore thrown in there. The Institute was one of the latter. This book felt like a regurgitated version of a few of the books he's written in the past so enjoyable but definitely seen it before.
Looking back I could honestly give this two stars. Let's talk endings. If you haven't read the book shield your eyes or look away because I'm going to spoil the entire plot for you.
Did we really need more Trump and political nods? I get it the world sucks right now. But the entirety of the plot was built around Trump and his cabinet. These children who have been stolen, an obvious nod to the families currently being torn apart and placed in camps all across America, were brought to the Institute to stop Trump from starting WWIII. Yup, you read that right. That is the whole friggin plot. The originality is gone. It's lazy. Incredibly lazy and I hate it.
Decided, this book now gets two very lame stars.