Can one say serendipitous in a review of a Cormac McCarthy novel? Reading this book directly after Blood Meridian seemed serendipitous: The Road is in many ways a postapocalyptic rewrite of the earlier Western.
There's a little more "human" in The Road, though, again, I'm perturbed by the unnamed characters and torn between awe of the occasional verbally brilliant, contemplative passages and a suspicion that, profound or not, they're ultimately diversions.
I was surprised at the ending -- even with Oprah's endorsement, I couldn't bring myself to expect quite so much hope. I'm not sure I entirely believe it. In the end, The Road is a more fulfilling, mature novel Blood Meridian.
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