8 journalers for this copy...
Winner of the Pulitzer prize for fiction 2007.
A man and a boy are walking through America. The landscape is an apocalyptic one; burned, ravaged, and covered with ashes. No life can be seen or heard, but they still have to be on their guard. There are hints of other people, starving and turned to cannibals.
One reads tens of pages where not much happens. The man and the boy walk ahead, hide in what used to be a forest, make a fire, eat what they have left, sleep, and go on walking. Silence. No wind. Wind. Rain. Sometimes a lightning. Anyway the reader becomes careful and expectant, and just can’t stop reading the hypnotic text.
This was an experience. Terrifying, but beautifully written, thought-provoking. The boy asks the right questions to understand why it makes sense to the father to keep on protecting the fire of life, and not give himself up to despair.
I often remembered the story Blindness by José Saramago, which, too, made a great influence on me. The world of Blindness is a dystopic future fiction; The Road might be the true post-nuclear-war landscape.
(McCarthy's text is 10 x easier to read than Saramago's!)
Bookring (one month per capita):
aava, Tintti (Jkl)
~ onk muit Turkkust? ~
I didn’t understand all the decisions by the father. On the other hand he had to do them to protect the son, to be a good father. The son was really something, very human, yet strong and the old man (Ely) on the road was interesting.
I think it was both easy and difficult to read. Thank you ruzena for sharing this book!
Goes next to aava.
A truly harrowing book if I ever read one. I have to say that I don't wholly agree with onnimanni. The book was not without it's fair share of hope and light, but they weren't that easy to see. I liked the cool and detachded style of writing, it did make it easier to keep on reading. This book reminds me how you have to see ugly and bad things to fully appreciate everything that is beautiful and good. I was watching the northern lights this night and felt the beauty of the universe all around me and maybe just maybe felt it more acutely after reading this book.
Thanks ruzena for the opportunity to read the book, it will stay with me for a long time.
Although certainly not a holiday season kind of book, this will travel next to Tintti.
The last paragraph (about the trout) is absolutely stunning.
An amazing book, probably the best I've read this year.
Sent to stf on 2.1.
Thanks for sending the to me Thy. It was waiting for me in the postbox when I came in this evening :)
A masterpiece that will soon be considered a classic
Looking forward to reading this!
As agreed with Ruzena I'll offer it at our next BC meeting in Feb and if no takers will send it back to her to complete the ring.
Edited to add 2/3 of the way through on 28.1.08 - this book is hard to put down.
I finished The Road late on the 28th January. Kirsty Wark from The Observer wrote "that this is one of the most shocking and harrowing but ultimately redemptive books I have read" but I personally wasn't able to find much hope or even redemptive hints in the story.
The story here is a simple one. Everything is dead -trees, wildlife etc but we never find out why. Only a handful of humans live, and in harrowing circumstances. Survival is of the essence ... but it's not easy, and for most not possible. There is no hope, yet something makes the man and the boy not give up. What is it? We are never really told. The boy at least has a simple, primitive faith - and a tiny heart beating with compassion - but is it enough?
This is no fairy tale end, and perhaps it's a wake up call - to make our lives matter and to value our life, and the lives of others. I'm not sure.
Harrowing is the best adjective for this book. The road, the world is grey, ash covered. There is no colour left. Not the ideal book to read mid winter, but oddly appropriate in some ways.
One sad quote which bookcrossers can relate to I'm sure:
Years later he'd stood in the charred ruins of a library where blackened books lay in pools of water. Shelves tipped over. Some rage at the lies arranged in their thousands row on row. He picked up one of the books, and thumbed through the heavy blotted pages. He'd not have through the value of the smallest thing predicated on a world to come. It surprised him. That the space which these things occupied was itself an expectation. He let the ball fall and took a last look around and made his way out in to the cold gray light.
I found Cormac McCarthly's modern style of writing a bit strange, and especially his inconsistent (to my way of thinking) use of apostrophes - absent in words like can't and won't and don't .. but put in in words like let's. Go figure.
WILD RELEASE NOTES:
This is a book ring (which will go back to Ruzena) but she suggested I offer it to folk in Turku.
I haven't read more than a couple of pages yet - but just giving this pre-warning that it should be available next week should anyone be interested. Please PM me /Ruzena if you would like to be next in this ring. Thanks
I'll take the book to our next PK-seutu meeting on Tuesday February 12th. In case Ipsu can't be there I'll Pm here about the book.
Thanks ruzena for organizing such a interesting ring! I will get right to it. :)
The scheme of BookCrossing is that the books want to gather readers, not dust. Accordingly, I'll release the book in a place where readers do exist, and which is guaranteed to be dust-free.
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