The year was 1985. I was swimming in SIN. Got out from the pool and saw a bookshop. Displayed proudly on the racks was this paperback that scared the shit out of me. Stephen King and Peter Straub - "The Talisman". Like every other horror novel in the 1980s, it came in a black cover with painted bloody monster art. I picked up the book yesterday (23 years later) and found that it really wasn't so scary after all. Word is, Steven Spielberg is working on the TV adaptation of it. If the above is any indication, it's going to look pretty good on screen.