

Laddar... Buick 8, un coche perverso (urspr publ 2001; utgåvan 2019)av Stephen King (Autor)
VerkdetaljerOm en Buick 8 av Stephen King (2001)
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Torn on this one-- really know that I shouldn't be digging it as much as I am for several reasons(horror/suspense/etc is not usually my scene for starters),but I'm intrigued. It seems as though the whole tale is predicated on a bunch of troopers sitting around talking about old times, and yet it's working for me. 120 pages in and still not exactly sure where this is going. Feeling good about that- ( ![]() i'm never a fan of the other-worldly scary stuff, and there's obviously some in here, but this is overall well done and interesting. his point, about how we can't always find meaning in what life throws at us, is well done. the writing is good and the characters are fleshed out enough. i like his depiction, as usual, of friendship, this time with adults. in particular, i like I chose this book for my "scary book" category on my reading challenge. I've read most of Stephen King and this is certainly not my favorite. In fact, it was kind of boring and repetitious. The story focuses on a car (Buick) with odd powers that comes into possession of the PA police. The story unfolds with chapters alternating between past and present and various people telling their part in the story. Nothing really happens in the "present" chapters except setting up who's going to tell the next portion of the story. The only thing that happens in the past is the car has weird lighting shows and spits out gross, weird creatures. I guess the mystery is supposed to be where those creatures come from and if the car is a connection to an alternate world. Boring. Mildly interesting was the different voices and speech patterns of the various characters - he did a good job there. Otherwise, not worth reading. I liked the book very much! It may be because I have a fascination for cars that are able of doing things on their own (apart from being driven). Cars that come to live, have a mind of their own and are wicked, bad, mean are things I like to read about. When I was young, there was a show broadcasted: Knight Rider. I was addicted to that one! Great car, that did only do good, was built to protect its human chauffeur. The cars King writes about are the complete opposite, maybe that is the reason why I loved this book and Christine too. In the author’s note, King says, "first drafts are only about story; if there is meaning, it should come later, and arise naturally from the tale itself.” Yet the bulk of this book seems less like a tale than like a mere series of anecdotes for illustrating a single message. There’s nothing wrong with that, but when the message is I also wish the novel would have done more to help you empathize with the feelings of horror and revulsion that it asserts the characters are experiencing - they seem to constantly be in the thrall of existential dread merely for having encountered something weird and smelly. However, there is one very effective scene King’s writing style makes this enjoyable to read, despite some significant weaknesses.
Give this much to Stephen King: He doesn't sit on his laurels and rely on formulas. Yes, "From a Buick 8" is about an evil car, in a manner of speaking. And yes, King trod that ground years ago with "Christine," which was engaging if mediocre. But this latest novel is different in many ways — in topic, style and in the way King chooses to tell his story. Is From a Buick 8 Stephen King's last real novel? He insists as much, and -- bad sign -- his latest main character is a dissatisfied storyteller. A Pennsylvania state trooper fills a mournful teen in on the confounding history of a grinning, otherworldly Roadmaster that may or may not have offed the boy's father. IT must get exhausting, inventing monstrous evils year in and year out, especially the sort of ancient, supernatural forces that start by insinuating themselves into the fabric of everyday life and grow to threaten everything sane and decent before being vanquished, against all odds, by a valiant band of unlikely heroes. You can see why Stephen King, who has done this many times, might get tired of it, might look around him at a world that certainly enjoys no shortage of terrors as it is, and write a book like ''From a Buick 8.'' Back in 1983, Stephen King tried to send a collective shiver through his audience with "Christine," a novel about a killer hot rod that could mow down unsuspecting pedestrians all by itself. Despite some effective scenes, that book proved to be one of his sillier offerings. Stephen King was driving from Florida to Maine in 1999 when nature called. He pulled off the highway, found a gas station and used the restroom. Then he walked behind the building and lost his footing, sliding down a slope and almost landing in a stream. That was when nature -- his nature -- called upon him to dream up ''From a Buick 8.''
The state police of Troop D in rural Pennsylvania have kept a secret in Shed B out back of the barracks ever since 1979, when Troopers Ennis Rafferty and Curtis Wilcox answered a call from a gas station just down the road and came back with an abandoned Buick Roadmaster. Curt Wilcox knew old cars, and he knew immediately that this one was...wrong, just wrong. A few hours later, when Rafferty vanished, Wilcox and his fellow troopers knew the car was worse than dangerous -- and that it would be better if John Q. Public never found out about it. Curt's avid curiosity taking the lead, they investigated as best they could, as much as they dared. Over the years the troop absorbed the mystery as part of the background to their work, the Buick 8 sitting out there like a still life painting that breathes -- inhaling a little bit of this world, exhaling a little bit of whatever world it came from. In the fall of 2001, a few months after Curt Wilcox is killed in a gruesome auto accident, his 18-year-old boy Ned starts coming by the barracks, mowing the lawn, washing windows, shoveling snow. Sandy Dearborn, Sergeant Commanding, knows it's the boy's way of holding onto his father, and Ned is allowed to become part of the Troop D family. One day he looks in the window of Shed B and discovers the family secret. Like his father, Ned wants answers, and the secret begins to stir, not only in the minds and hearts of the veteran troopers who surround him, but in Shed B as well.... From a Buick 8 is a novel about our fascination with deadly things, about our insistence on answers when there are none, about terror and courage in the face of the unknowable. Inga biblioteksbeskrivningar kunde hittas. |
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