Metonymy posted:

It's The Dark Tower.

This is poor world-building dressed up with a bunch of unnecessary neologisms to make it seem otherworldly.

The character isn't compelling or sympathetic (if there are hidden depths to him, who cares?), the situations are forced and bizarre (a disembodied sexghost? what the gently caress?), and any of Cormac McCarthy's one-line toss-offs about the desert make King's efforts to evoke the vast wasteland seem like the stoned meanderings of a slightly weird nineteen year-old. Which, apparently, they might have been.