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Christine
Escrito por Stephen King
Narrado por Holter Graham
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Stephen King's ultimate evil vehicle of terror, Christine: the frightening story of a nerdy teenager who falls in love with his vintage Plymouth Fury. It was love at first sight, but this car is no lady.
Evil is alive in Libertyville. It inhabits a custom-painted red and white 1958 Plymouth Fury named Christine and young Arnold Cunningham, who buys it. Along with Arnold's girlfriend, Leigh Cabot, Dennis Guilder attempts to find out the real truth behind Christine and finds more than he bargained for: From murder to suicide, there's a peculiar feeling that surrounds Christine - she gets revenge on anyone standing in her path. Can Dennis save Arnold from the wrath of Christine?
This number-one national best seller is "Vintage Stephen King...breathtaking...awesome. Carries such momentum the listener must force himself to slow down" (The New York Times Book Review).
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Christine
Escrito por Stephen King
Narrado por Holter Graham
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Stephen King's ultimate evil vehicle of terror, Christine: the frightening story of a nerdy teenager who falls in love with his vintage Plymouth Fury. It was love at first sight, but this car is no lady.
Evil is alive in Libertyville. It inhabits a custom-painted red and white 1958 Plymouth Fury named Christine and young Arnold Cunningham, who buys it. Along with Arnold's girlfriend, Leigh Cabot, Dennis Guilder attempts to find out the real truth behind Christine and finds more than he bargained for: From murder to suicide, there's a peculiar feeling that surrounds Christine - she gets revenge on anyone standing in her path. Can Dennis save Arnold from the wrath of Christine?
This number-one national best seller is "Vintage Stephen King...breathtaking...awesome. Carries such momentum the listener must force himself to slow down" (The New York Times Book Review).
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This was a completely amazing book. It was as much of study of the town and its characters as it was a horror tale involving the car, Christine, itself. I was blown away by the depth in which King devoted himself to his characters. They felt real. You were able to picture them and understand, appreciate their motives, actions, and reactions. I am a big fan of King and I heard, previously, that this book was bad. That is CERTAINLY not the case. A spellbinding ride through the darkness that shows what people, and Christine, are capable of. It is one of my favorite King books now.5 stars- rightfully earned.
Well, that was fun. Nerdy teenager buys junker of an old car to fix up, car turns out to be possessed, people start dying. It's not especially scary for a horror novel, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. Good beach read.
I know a lot of SK fans, and SK himself, don't like "Christine", but I do. Dennis is a cool kid in high school: he plays football, has a hot cheerleader girlfriend. He does however have a nerdy best friend named Arnie. Arnie falls in love with a 1958 Plymouth Fury he sees parked in front of a house. Dennis tries to talk him out of buying it, seeing that it's a complete wreck, but Arnie is insistent. His parents are pissed that he made a decision without consulting him, but Arnie is defiant. He goes to work restoring Christine, and before long (in fact, it's *too* short a period of time...) Christine is back to her original splendid glory. And looking to kill.I think I liked this one so much because I love cars, and always assume they have personalities. Of course I hope my cars' personalities aren't quite as homicidal as Christine's!
Good read. Creepy car.
I've been trying to remember the first Stephen King book that I read, and I can't quite do it. I remember reading the Dark Tower series when I was in junior high (back when the "series" consisted of a whopping two books), and I'm pretty sure that wasn't my first King experience. It may have been Misery (which I remember consuming in one fevered day and night after seeing the movie in the theater) or Pet Sematary, or it may have been The Dark Half. The Eyes of the Dragon is also a possibility, but I don't think so--I'm pretty sure it was a more mainstream horror offering.At any rate, the point is that I came to King's work in the late '80s or perhaps as late as 1990, when he was already well into his career and had a substantial backlist. Over the years since then, I've managed to catch up with nearly all of the older titles (yes, I even tracked down an old copy of The Bachman Books that still included Rage). Somehow, Christine managed to slip through the cracks each time. Not that I thought much about it, but if I had to explain why, I'd say I thought the concept of a haunted/possessed car seemed a little thin to carry a whole novel. Recently, though, a paperback copy found its way into my hands, and I figured it was finally time to give it a go.You'd think that I would have learned over time not to get too caught up in what a King book is ostensibly about, and just to sit back and trust him to take me on a ride. If I hadn't before, I have now. Yes, boiled down to its most basic plot point, this book is about a haunted/possessed car with evil intent, but, as is always the case, there's so much more to the story. It's really about relationships--evolving childhood friendships, first loves, parents and their teenage children, etc. The car is just the engine that drives it, if you will. That part of the book is fun, but the real heart lies in the rest. You could take Christine and all the supernatural elements completely out and still have a compelling story about outcast Arnie (Christine's owner) as he comes into his own, his cool friend Dennis (our once and future narrator), and Leigh (the Girl), not to mention their parents. I really enjoyed it.Of course, coming to it at this point, I was struck by some comparisons to other King novels. The first and easiest is Carrie, of course, with Arnie being her spiritual sibling--misunderstood, picked on, cast out, both come into a power that they use to lash out at their enemies. It also brought to mind Apt Pupil, when Todd Bowden, like Arnie, finds an object of obsession that brings about a spiral into madness and destruction. And there's also the aforementioned The Eyes of the Dragon, in which, like Arnie, Prince/King Thomas is mostly a decent-hearted youth who finds himself as an instrument of evil that's far beyond his control or comprehension. I think that's kind of an interesting look at the way King explores similar themes that obviously fascinate him.Looking over King's oeuvre, I'm pretty sure the only other one I've missed to this point is Dolores Claiborne (although I have seen most of the movie). I imagine I'll be picking that one up at some point as well.
Trip down memory lane....I first read this book in my twenties. Now in my forties and it has not lost any of its magic. Story of Arnie, the outcast teenager and his love triangle with leigh cabot and Christine, the car. Arnie is sold the '58 ford car by Roland Lebay. However, what follows changes Arnie's life as the car and Lebay take over his life body and soul. Christine is a formidable lover and does not want to lose Arnie at any cost...even if that means killing for him. Just brilliant. So enjoyed re-reading this book and loved every minute of it. King shows how "kids are the downtrodden class." It encompasses so many themes about being a teenager: falling in love, teenage angst but on a much deeper and sinister level.
"Brand-new she was. Had the smell of a brand-new car, and that's about the finest smell in the world."He considered."Except maybe for pussy."I was 13 or 14 when I first read this book, and that quote just killed my young adolescent mind. And it never left my mind in the 30 plus years since...This book is still haunting! I think the combination of old time rock lyrics and the classic car elements just totally works together! Add a little bit of evil and va la! Christine! Fun to re read after all these years!And those last two lines: His single-minded purpose. His unending fury.whoa...
You will be very careful how you treat your car after reading this. It is a pity that no one writes like this horror anymore. Even Stephen King himself. "Christine" is a perfect round-the-camp-fire story with chilling moments, incredibly real characters and a sad, very sad feeling washing over you. It is a classic horror story. 5 bright, shiny stars!
I thought I knew what to expect from this book. I thought I knew the overall plot - Christine, a sentient car, becomes a homicidal vehicle. It's so much more than that. I'm rather shocked at the amount of depth given to the characters, the development of personalities, the unfolding of the plot, the subtle nuances...it's somewhat incredible.
This novel is like a bad date: fat and shallow. There are no cleverly expounded themes. It just gabbles on at great length saying really nothing, and saying it in far more words than are technically required. There is only one really interesting scene - the conversation between George LeBay and Dennis. Why such a fuss is made about how Arnie hurt his back is beyond me, and will probably be beyond you as well, when you find out how. This novel should be a couple of hundred pages with the story distilled into a few relevant scenes.On the other hand, it's incredibly easy to read, and it's not unpleasant to do so. King's voice has a way of just carrying you on page after page. If you like King then it's like being with a comfortable old friend.
This isn't my favorite by a long-shot of King's novels. I'd name The Shining and Salem's Lot as his scariest, It (despite all its many flaws) the most moving and Cujo the most harrowing among those novels by King I've read. Unusual among the King novels I've read because much of it--the first and third parts--are told first person by Dennis, a friend of Arnie, a teen who will come to possess--and be possessed--by "Christine"--a red Plymouth Fury--a demonic automobile. That might sound cheesy--and that certainly describes the laughably bad movie made from the novel, that evokes nervous laughter in parts which should be moving. The novel is better--readable and affecting in parts, with well-developed characters and an unusual monster in a crazy killer car. I remember finding Arnie's deterioration poignant and scary. But somehow the book doesn't for me hold together as well as other King books I've enjoyed. Maybe because the supernatural rationale doesn't seem as logical as most. I know--possessed cars logical? But I didn't like the connection with LeBay. One review I read on Amazon put a finger on part of why it was unsatisfying. In the book the car magically fixes itself rather than Arnie being the one to fix it. The reviewer said he would have thought it more effective if Arnie had put in the work and not just devotion--that then in a sense Christine would be returning the favor in protecting him. A review (not sure if the same one) also said they thought it a disconnect to give the car a feminine name and personality and then have it possessed by a male ghost. King often fashions his horrors out of real-life. And given the horror is composed of the love affair of a boy and his car, I think those criticisms are on the money.
It was one of the first novels that I've read and the most memorable one. Every page of the novel was a big joy.
Christine, like most of Stephen King's writing, works better in concept than content. His stories and characters tend to enter popular legend, so that the general reading public think they know what his novels are about, even if they have never opened the book. Film adaptations are usually where non-readers get their potted synopses, which is why Christine is known as the 'evil car' story. King's novel is actually more of a ghost/body possession gimmick, where the car's late owner is the evil spirit in control of both Christine and Arnie Cunningham, the teenage nerd who takes on the 1958 Plymouth Fury. I'm not sure which interpretation I prefer - the evil car of the film, or the malevolent haunting of the book. Is Christine 'an ordinary car that had somehow become the dangerous stinking dwelling-place of a demon', or 'a weird manifestation of Le Bay's personality, a hellish haunted house that rolled on Goodyear tyres'? The chapters in the middle of the novel where Christine does her stuff, getting revenge and then magically regenerating, are the most gripping, and King is said to have written that part first. The build up and the supernatural revelations are not as strong, perhaps because the characters are little more than templates - LeBay's history is delivered like a 'one dark and stormy night' ghost story around a campfire, and Arnie is little more than a stereotypical loner nerd, complete with glasses, good grades and acne. In fact, I was rather hoping Christine would run him over, and that was before Le Bay took up residence. Also, the wishful thinking subplot of all-American teenage beauty Leigh Cabot falling for geeky Arnie is just that on King's part, wishful thinking, and the character is ridiculously flimsy.Christine is most definitely one of King's crowning inventions, like Cujo the rabid dog. I can't understand the appeal of 1950s American cars - the Plymouth Fury is a cartoonish joke, if a very distinctive image - but the anthropomorphism of that great big red and white showboat is written in a spirit of malice and mischief by King.
Whether it be cars, dogs, or aliens, or just plain terror, this is classic King
This book is such an old and familiar favorite that it's hard to put a review together for some reason. This latest reading is either number 3 or 4 (probably) and while I remembered most of it, there was enough missing to give me some nice little jolts along the way (especially in the final garage scene).When it first came out I was 15 and it was the 3rd or 4th King book I read. I remember a lot of disdain over it not just because he was a "cheesy horror writer", but because the damn thing was about a haunted car. How hokey, right? Well in lesser hands it might have been. Putting it another way, Christine herself was just a vehicle for a larger, more poignant story (groan at the pun if you must).Like everything else he writes, Christine is about friendship and the many ways it can be threatened. The friendship at the nucleus of the novel is Dennis and Arnies's. In just about the best prologue I've ever read, Dennis explains a few things about the story he's going to relate, and also tells us about being friends with Arnie. At the opposite end of the book, in the epilogue, he says that while he thought about ditching his loser buddy, he never did because he needed Arnie to make him, Dennis, better. Between the ant farms, schlock horror movies, tree-forts, acne and mustard on Wonderbread sandwiches, there was real affection there. Later Dennis admits it was love. In my review for Duma Key I remarked that the narrative pulled me along, but I also dreaded it. Christine is the same way.At 350 pages, here's what I noted - Christine's killing spree is the least interesting part of the book for me. It's the indirect destruction that makes the story. Thinking about Dennis and Arnie and their friendship, now in its death throes. Arnie and his parents' somewhat unhealthy, but functioning, family unit is also in shambles. Then there's Arnie and Leigh; what could have been is more painful that what truly was. Lastly, Arnie and Christine, under a few layers of delusion Arnie knows what she's doing to him. He's not surprised when LeBay shows up to cruise. He wants out, but she won't let him.Dennis does what he can, but in the end Christine has her way. We aren't given explanations; her malevolence just is like the moon. Dennis himself is an unlikely teenager; thoughtful, modest, supportive, but makes for a good hero. He's likable, decisive and has a good heart. People naturally turn to him to help protect Arnie and he almost takes up his Knight persona without complaint. Was his football injury Christine's doing? The way things spiraled out of control while he was sidelined sure makes it seem like it. It was funny that he ended up a teacher, it's like a tic with King, making everyone a teacher.The supporting cast is perfectly pitched. We have Arnie & Dennis's families; Dennis's definitely the more average clan complete with a mildly antagonistic sibling relationship (I think King was fantasizing his perfect relationship there), while Arnie's hyper-competitive mother Regina rules hers in a take-no-prisoners kind of way which does not bode well. Dennis is a BMOC and always coming to Arnie's side to fight his tormentors. The name Buddy Repperton is a hard one to forget. He encapsulates the perfect teenage, American thug. Hard drinking, hard driving, domineering and dull-witted. Arnie stood no chance, but managed to stay alive with Dennis to help. Once Christine decided to pitch in though, the tables were most thoroughly turned. In one of the best set up scenes in the book, she stalks Buddy like a tiger, moves in for the kill and then like many a cat, plays with him a while before finishing him off. The emotional tension of those lights in his rear-view mirror is almost unbearable, but in a delicious way. Buddy is such a villain that we want him gone, even if it's Christine doing the getting. Even crusty old Will Darnell grows on you despite your better judgment.On the surface it might seem a silly tale, a haunted car, whoopee; but this is one of King's most emotional and sympathetic novels and well worth reading even if you don't believe in DIY car restoration.
One of his earlier books & thus less wordy than his later ones. I found the action & suspense was OK, but I'd seen the movie first & really prefer it over the book. That might be me - I'm not a real fan of King's style of writing.
Christine by Stephen King; (3*)Ever wondered about those guys who say: "I love my car", and look like they really mean it? Have you ever sympathized with wives and girlfriends who had a pained expression on their face as they complained: "He loves that car more than me"?Christine is a 1958 Plymouth Fury, as red as the blood spilt during every term of ownership, in one of author Stephen King's best horror stories about man's abiding passion for cars, the need for speed, a greedy jealous love, and an obsession that turns into possession.Arnie Cunningham is a lonely dork, bullied and rejected at school because of his looks and demeanor, in a plot thread reminiscent of King's earlier book, Carrie, with the tormented being pushed to breaking point and taking bloody revenge on their tormentors. In Christine, the bullies are rebel Buddy Repperton and his gang, who torture weaker kids whenever they get the chance. Arnie's only friend is football playing jock, Dennis Guilder, who narrates the story as a witness to the unfolding horror and ensuing tragedy. Arnie's talent and passion is for auto-mechanics and he yearns for his own set of wheels. When he sees Christine, rusting and rotting away, in caustic old timer Roland D. Lebay's driveway, it's love at first sight.Unknown to Arnie, Christine is possessed by a malign evil force that at first seduces and then destroys every owner.Arnie's attitude changes with his taste in clothes. His mood becomes darker and belligerent as he fixes up Christine, wins the most lusted-after girl in school, Leigh Cabot, and then alienates both his parents and Dennis.For a while, Christine becomes the only good thing in Arnie's life. She makes him feel invincible. But, like some bad people in society; the narcissistic, the sociopathic, those with no conscience who use, discard when there's nothing left, then move on to the next victim, Christine is spiteful, seductively evil and relentless in her quest to take her owners on a fast ride straight to hell.Like Arnie points out: the thing about love ... it eats ... it has a voracious, all-consuming appetite, leaving no room for anything or anyone else.How far will you go for your love?When you look at that prized possession in your life, that which Stephen King might have referred to in another of his stories as a "needful thing", ask yourself a question: do you own it, or does it own you?Creeeeeeepy!~!
Haunted car? Pimply faced high schooler buys a 20 year old car and they fall for each other. Told from the perspective of his friend, the book keeps you in suspense...all through. Even when the discussion wanders to high school things, like chess club and football, you're wondering what Christine (the car) is doing next. When you're pretty sure something is wrong with the car, it does something else that makes you wonder. Glad my high school car wasn't haunted.
Two words: Haunted car. An unpopular, perpetually picked on boy named Arnie meets the girl of his dreams in the most unlikely of places; along the roadside covered in rust with a broken windshield and a questionable body. Who is this beauty? Why it's Christine, a 1958 Plymouth Fury with a bit of a history. This car has seen it's share of murder and Arnie is about to venture on the ride of his life as he finds out how truly possessive this vehicle can be. Not my favorite of King's works, but a fun read nonetheless.
I've been re-reading Stephen King's works in chronological order for a few years now and always start January off with the next book. The last few books were not horror so I was looking forward to Christine simply to get back to the genre however my memory of the book from my first reading of it when I was 15 is very vague. I remembered the plot but not the details. The movie version also had drifted from my mind so, fortunately, didn't affect my reading. Christine is a middle of the road book in King's oeuvre. It has some good parts and is well-written with the second half being much more exciting than the first. I really like the high concentration on fifties music quotes and you can't help singing along, and even making up a tune when you don't know the song! For me, though, this one is on a par with "Firestarter". King can do much better. What bothered me was the slowness to get started. The first entire half of the book is all setup. The first killing is on around page 250. The lack of characters in a book of this size is limited as well. I much prefer casts the size of Salem's Lot or The Stand as King is a master at weaving their stories together. Christine spends so much time droning on about the few characters involved that I actually didn't care for any of them deeply. I had no real liking for anyone; they could have all died and I wouldn't have been surprised and Christine/Roland D. LeBay didn't instill any terror in me as the villain. Nothing of particular note stands out in this one for me. It was readable too slow and drawn out for my tastes. The ending to this book though is different from previous ones to this point as while there is a finite ending, much more so than ever before there is a real impression that the evil still exists and more of the story exists to be told.I always look for connections while reading with King's multiverse, but didn't find anything related to previous books here.
Absolutely ridiculous book bordering on camp, but I plan on making a playlist for it anyway that you can play while you drive your possessed car, WATCH THIS SPACE!
First off, I'm a King fanboy, but I'm a little different from other fanboys. Here's what I think: When King's good, he's the best in the business. When he sucks, he's still readable, but it pisses me the fuck off because I know what he's capable of. Being readable even when he's off his game is how he's maintained my fandom while Koontz and Saul eventually lost my monetary involvement. I will still read the latter, but only through NetGallery and library borrows. With every King release, I purchase the audio book for road trips, the ebook for reading, and the hardcover for my collection. When the paperback drops, I buy that for rereads, because I still prefer physical books to digital materials, and I refuse to crack open my first edition hardcovers. So yes, I am a fanboy. But I also know that King has had his shit books. Fortunately, only a third of this book drew a frown down my face. For those of you that want to cry "Hater!" I will explain. Extensively. Spoilers ahead. You have been warned.
The beginning of this book gets five stars. I loved the interaction between Dennis and Arnie, and even loved the inclusion of Leigh. That familiar sense of dread that is felt throughout all of Stephen King's beginnings is showcased here. The character development is also quite strong with Christine. We know Arnie is going to go bad, and we hate that. But this is King. We signed up for this ride not to witness a happy ending but to see just how fucked up things are going to get before the final page is flipped.
Then we hit part two like a milk truck sliding across icy tarmac before crashing into your local meeting of Lactose Anonymous. The middle of this book is a low three stars for me. We're ripped out of Dennis's intimate first-person POV and shoved wily-nily up the exhaust pipe of some strange omniscient narrator. Dafuq just happened? I want Dennis back. Gimme back Dennis, you uppity fuckwit! The narrative further devolves into a slasher film wherein the masked killer has been replaced by an unstoppable car. Some of these scenes are riveting, but others fall flat as cardboard, and still others are told completely off camera. It's as if King got tired of describing the killings so he...
Hopped back into Dennis's head for the denouement (aka Part Three). What the farfegnugen? Okay, well, I guess I got my wish. I'm back with Dennis, and I'm enjoying the ride once more. People are still dying, but that's taken a back seat. In fact, the detective, the guy that's a huge part of part two, dies so far off camera I didn't at first realize he'd been run off the road. King breezes so quickly over his death that I thought it was some nobody, some inconsequential lout who just happened to shit in Lebay's cornflakes on one of his off days. But no. It's the main dick. His death is given a single paragraph, and we're back on the road.
While reading this, I continuously came across parts I recalled and then whole sections I don't remember happening, like, at all. Which leads me to believe I only skimmed through this one when I first read it, quite possibly because the middle-way narrator switch upset me so completely. I remembered the shit truck instead of the CAT, like what's in the movie, but I completely forgot about Arnie and Regina's deaths. Do I still classify this as a reread? Ya betcha bald tires I do. And yes, I still enjoy the movie over the book. Carpenter's telling is succinct, but it does sacrifice the amazing character development of Part One, so take your pick. Tight story or some damn fine getting-to-know-you? Remember, though, that the getting-to-know-you sections end at Part Two and never, ever, come back.
Last but not least, I listened to most of this book. If you have the chance, and are into audio books, pick up the Audible edition narrated by Holter Graham. Dude was fantastic.
Notable names:
Trelawney (Carrie and Mr. Mercedes)
In summation: I have no idea why King didn't write this entire book in third person. Having Dennis tell only two parts of this three act play makes zero sense because the book is supposed to be written by Dennis. But Dennis doesn't tell the second act. Faceless, nameless narrator does. My computer doesn't. compute. I threw a rod and cracked my head. If you don't think you'll mind this, I can dig it. You'll probably love this whole book. It's a rad story, and King manages to make a story about a killer car readable and, for the most part, entertaining. And not in a cheesy way, either. That alone is a massive achievement. Not the best thing King's written, but far from the worst.
Now getcher motors running, and get the fuck out my face. Next stop: Pet Sematary... yay?
The beginning of this book gets five stars. I loved the interaction between Dennis and Arnie, and even loved the inclusion of Leigh. That familiar sense of dread that is felt throughout all of Stephen King's beginnings is showcased here. The character development is also quite strong with Christine. We know Arnie is going to go bad, and we hate that. But this is King. We signed up for this ride not to witness a happy ending but to see just how fucked up things are going to get before the final page is flipped.
Then we hit part two like a milk truck sliding across icy tarmac before crashing into your local meeting of Lactose Anonymous. The middle of this book is a low three stars for me. We're ripped out of Dennis's intimate first-person POV and shoved wily-nily up the exhaust pipe of some strange omniscient narrator. Dafuq just happened? I want Dennis back. Gimme back Dennis, you uppity fuckwit! The narrative further devolves into a slasher film wherein the masked killer has been replaced by an unstoppable car. Some of these scenes are riveting, but others fall flat as cardboard, and still others are told completely off camera. It's as if King got tired of describing the killings so he...
Hopped back into Dennis's head for the denouement (aka Part Three). What the farfegnugen? Okay, well, I guess I got my wish. I'm back with Dennis, and I'm enjoying the ride once more. People are still dying, but that's taken a back seat. In fact, the detective, the guy that's a huge part of part two, dies so far off camera I didn't at first realize he'd been run off the road. King breezes so quickly over his death that I thought it was some nobody, some inconsequential lout who just happened to shit in Lebay's cornflakes on one of his off days. But no. It's the main dick. His death is given a single paragraph, and we're back on the road.
While reading this, I continuously came across parts I recalled and then whole sections I don't remember happening, like, at all. Which leads me to believe I only skimmed through this one when I first read it, quite possibly because the middle-way narrator switch upset me so completely. I remembered the shit truck instead of the CAT, like what's in the movie, but I completely forgot about Arnie and Regina's deaths. Do I still classify this as a reread? Ya betcha bald tires I do. And yes, I still enjoy the movie over the book. Carpenter's telling is succinct, but it does sacrifice the amazing character development of Part One, so take your pick. Tight story or some damn fine getting-to-know-you? Remember, though, that the getting-to-know-you sections end at Part Two and never, ever, come back.
Last but not least, I listened to most of this book. If you have the chance, and are into audio books, pick up the Audible edition narrated by Holter Graham. Dude was fantastic.
Notable names:
Trelawney (Carrie and Mr. Mercedes)
In summation: I have no idea why King didn't write this entire book in third person. Having Dennis tell only two parts of this three act play makes zero sense because the book is supposed to be written by Dennis. But Dennis doesn't tell the second act. Faceless, nameless narrator does. My computer doesn't. compute. I threw a rod and cracked my head. If you don't think you'll mind this, I can dig it. You'll probably love this whole book. It's a rad story, and King manages to make a story about a killer car readable and, for the most part, entertaining. And not in a cheesy way, either. That alone is a massive achievement. Not the best thing King's written, but far from the worst.
Now getcher motors running, and get the fuck out my face. Next stop: Pet Sematary... yay?
I read this before I was 16, and I must be honest, I was just a little afraid I would have a car that would act like Christine did....thankfully my need for speed overtook that fear.
Can't guess as to when I properly read this. I just grabbed it out of a box I haven't touched in at least three years, though, so I'll make a guess. Anyway, this is one of my Mysterious Disappearing Reviews which GR can neither explain nor recover (I have now given up on even reporting the issue unless I have a list of evidence for the review's existence, which in this case I don't). So I'll keep this brief: I remember liking this, being drawn to read the rest of it, feeling pretty unsettled -- for a concept that failed in Supernatural's series one episode Route 666, the idea of a haunted car worked pretty well for me -- and all those pleasantly-chilled feelings that come with reading horror with a reasonable imagination and a willingness to suspend some disbelief.
Looking at the wikipedia summary, I don't remember the last part of the novel, which is odd -- but the rest definitely stuck in my head.
Looking at the wikipedia summary, I don't remember the last part of the novel, which is odd -- but the rest definitely stuck in my head.
Another great read by Stephen King.
Not my favourite but I really enjoyed it. It has been years and back in the days when I only read in Dutch so I read all his books in Dutch. I bought them the day they were published here.
So now I am stuck with a huge collection of his books in Dutch. I only read Dutch now when it is a Dutch author. I can't really write proper review, because it has been too long since I read it.
Also I have to guess the year when I read it.
Not my favourite but I really enjoyed it. It has been years and back in the days when I only read in Dutch so I read all his books in Dutch. I bought them the day they were published here.
So now I am stuck with a huge collection of his books in Dutch. I only read Dutch now when it is a Dutch author. I can't really write proper review, because it has been too long since I read it.
Also I have to guess the year when I read it.
Scary and compelling. Read it non-stop one weekend .A top 10 King for me.
I found this to be one of Stephen Kings less descriptive novels. He quickly set the scenes characters and the plot and got things moving quickly. So quickly in fact that once it grabs a hold of you buckle up and enjoy your ride along with Arnie and Christine.I have read many of Mr. Kings works however only a few have I read more then once. This is one that I have. Other Stephen King books getting the second and some third reads are Salems Lot Firestarter Misery and The Shining. Mr. King is a wonderful author though at times he can get extremely descriptive.If you like horror then don't forget to read this book.
This was one of the first books I read by King and immediately loved his style. Complete pictures are drawn in the imagination with just a few lines. You don't spend half the chapter just getting flooded with details unimportant to the story. King grabs your attention and keeps you wanting more.
One of the most satisfying horror novels I've read in some time, King has perfect pacing here, and creates a wonderful villain in the classic old car, Christine. The voices in the work are pitch perfect, and the suspense is near constant. Aspects of the work--technology, slang, etc.--are of course dated, but the details serve up an all too realistic time and place just the same. On the whole, I enjoyed nearly ever minute of this--the masterful mix of horror, suspense, and humor bring the story to full life, and it's a wonderful ride. Absolutely recommended.
When I read this book, I was dating a guy with an Apache truck. After this book, I refused to ride in the truck for a week.
Some say this was a little long winded. I say, go write your own book, then lets see who is the better author! Who would ever come up with a concept of a car coming to life, have feelings, then kill off people who betray it? I'll tell you, a sick and twisted man, Stephen King!
I loved this book. It was a great read back in 1990 when I read it. I think this book was my second Stephen King novel to read. I would suggest it to anyone!
Some say this was a little long winded. I say, go write your own book, then lets see who is the better author! Who would ever come up with a concept of a car coming to life, have feelings, then kill off people who betray it? I'll tell you, a sick and twisted man, Stephen King!
I loved this book. It was a great read back in 1990 when I read it. I think this book was my second Stephen King novel to read. I would suggest it to anyone!