As a raging Stephen King apologist, I never could get behind the apparent widespread belief that his all of his work in the past decade or so has been complete and utter garbage. I missed Lisey's Story and Duma Key, but I think Everything's Eventual, Bag of Bones and yes, even the much-maligned From a Buick 8 are fine, often great books (I'd toss the first half of Dreamcatcher in that pile, as well), even if they're not quite up to the snuff of his '80s output. That's why I'm surprised to hear myself proclaiming his newest work a "return to form." What exactly was he returning from? I don't know. All I know is that I'm glad he's back.

Under the Dome is the story of Chester's Mill, Maine and how one day, out of nowhere, a giant, indestructible, invisible "dome" envelops the city, crashing a plane, taking limbs off and causing more than several gruesome vehicular accidents. No one can get in and no one can get out and increasingly horrible things begin to happen to everyone and anyone over the course of nearly 1100 pages.

Yep, 1100 pages. This book could easily double as a brick. Hitting someone with a copy guarantees an assault with a deadly weapon charge. Rumors are that each copy requires the destruction of twenty square miles of rain forest. This. Book. Is. HUGE.
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