The Shining

To be honest this book didn't produce the effect in me it could have if I had read it a decade or two earlier.
Also I don't understand horror in written form. The only horrifying thing I read here was, the lead's fingers scraping the wallpaper peeling off tiny bits of it. (That and stubbing little toe will be always horrifying depicted in any form - picture or prose)
I loved Jack Torrance. I loved how messed up he was. On edge. Ready to explode any time. I'm tired of perfect characters who act appropriately all the time. Unreasonable flawed idiots give stories many dimensions, making the reader jump sides throughout the novel.

I love established fantasy and realism, but I hate everything in between. So naturally, I hated the villain in the Shining for not setting down the rules. It's not fun when anything can happen.