Where to begin, where to begin... I found a spelling error lol, yeap an actually spelling error. I won't lie, it distracted me like a mofo.. Had this error been in an indie book, it wouldn't have, but this is far far from an indie book. Mr. King, please inform your editor that "rubed" is not a word... From the way the sentence is written and a sentence on the next page, I believe the editor was looking for the word "rubbed", a small error, but an error nonetheless. It was the only spelling error I found..
As to the story itself, It's not horrible, but it's not great either. It's JUST interesting enough to make the reader keep turning pages to see what happens next; however, most of it is just honestly mundane. Like Hearts in Atlantis, and The Green Mile, From A Buick 8 has that normalcy feel to it. A far cry from the heart-stopping horror most people who know King's work are used to seeing. There's just enough strangeness going on to make it interesting, but not enough to say "That book is one of his best ever!" Frankly, it's not.
I do like the mystery surrounding the Buick, and I love the way the characters are developed and distinct. Some even have their own dialect tossed in which makes them even more believable. As usual, all the good stuff comes within the last 50 pages of the book... And it didn't last very long.
There are a lot of emotions in the book, even if it's not something you'd expect from King. There's moments when the reader will want to scream in frustration, and even moments that will have the reader reaching for a tissue. While it's not one of Kings' greatest works, the story is still told well and will still pull the strings it was meant to.
I give this book 3 of 5 paws