Two words: buy it.
For a longer review, I’ll just say that Stephen King’s writing has returned to form since some missteps following the car accident that nearly killed him. We saw flashes of this return to brilliance in Lisey’s Story, Duma Key, and Just After Sunset–but this is your full-on, holy-crap-can-this-guy-tell-a-story Stephen King.
One of the things I loved about this book is that for about 90 percent of Dome, King relies on the human beings in the story to be the real monsters. His insight into the human mind and the inhuman emotions we all sometimes feel is just incredible. I devoured the book in three or four days. It’ll be awhile before I revisit it–but it will definitely be worth coming back to.
There are issues with the book–chiefly that Big Jim Rennie (who is a GREAT villain) never really gets his big comeuppance. He meets his fate, but justice isn’t meted out, at least to my way of thinking. I know that’s often the case in real life, but popular fiction is a little different.
My quibbles with Under the Dome are few and far between. It’s been awhile since King gave his readers an authentically great book. This is one of them.