I will not even try to answer what this Buick is, apart from a metaphor of the American society and their cars: cars are nothing but ravenous and rapacious monsters that are running after humans and trying to devour them alive and kill them all: it is so nice on the other side of this world, on the side where you end up torn up, minced, blended and rotting. Death is our sole and unique end: life is fatal and cars are the direct agent of death that takes away all those who are nearly dead and buries down under all those who have just passed away or who have been forgotten for a small suspended time.