A man. His son. A gun with 2 bullets. A trolley that holds all their worldly goods. On the road to the sea. Towards a better future? The past is gone and the present is all around them-a cold, desolate, corpse-strewn post apocalyptic landscape. The nameless father and son scrounge for food and supplies in deserted towns, avoiding contact with all other humans, who in their desperation have resorted to cannibalism for survival. 

 

McCarthy won the Pulitzer Prize for fiction in 2007 for this magnificent, harrowing yet strangely beautiful, poetic novel. The language is spare, all muscle and sinew. There is no meat on these narrative bones. This is fiction written by the the greatest living American prose-stylist at the top of his form.

 

 Be warned : if you read this book you will be changed. It will touch your soul. It will make you weep. Find a quiet place and a few hours alone for once you start you will be compelled to finish this masterpiece.

 

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Don’t wait for the film. They may fuck it up. Those Hollywood bastards have already destroyed one of McCarthy’s earlier novels, the sublime All The Pretty Horses. One of the greatest love stories ever written and they cast the wet Matt Damon in the lead. Shame. - Jason @ Imprints