There is a remote but distinct possibility that I may have been wrong about The Road.
The characters, story, and even snippets of McCarthy’s “pretentious, mannered style” (my words) have stuck with me over the last three months, and I find myself considering whether the novel may not be, in fact, utter crap. I hate being wrong, but positive comparisons to The Grapes of Wrath continue presenting themselves unbidden from the back of my mind.
Perhaps it’s time to set aside the wonderful writer Elizabeth’s Hand’s less-than-wonderful post-apocalyptic Glimmering and give The Road a second chance.
One thought on “Rethinking The Road”
Oh, wow. I would have never anticipated this! Your previous post on The Road is still beautiful though in it’s own vitriolic way. 🙂