Tag Archives: The Road

In the Dark, With the Light

“When he woke in the dark and the cold of the night he’d reach out and touch the child sleeping behind him.”  The hypnotic rhythm of The Road begins from its very first line – a line that I didn’t … Continue reading

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Spiralling Towards Darkness, and then, Light

The first time I finished The Road, I was on an airplane.  The juxtaposition of my own surroundings and the solemn oppressiveness that McCarthy so eloquently presents in his novel were, at the time, quite disorienting.  Mostly, the novel’s conclusion … Continue reading

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Redemption For Some, A Savior To The Others

After reading my entry from last week (technically as I’m posting this, it was this week), readers will be glad to know that I have few complaints, if any, about the last half of the book.  If anything, I was … Continue reading

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On ‘The Road’

Gone is the horror and the majesty.  Gone are the four Horsemen and two great beasts.  Gone, too, are the Woman and the Son, and the Tower and the Wicked one.  In Cormac McCarthy’s novel of the end of the … Continue reading

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Ending With a Whimper, Not a Bang

“The clocks stopped at 1:17.  A long shear of light and then a series of low concussions.  He got up and went to the window.  What is it?  she said.  He didn’t answer.  He went into the bathroom and threw … Continue reading

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