The Road by Cormac McCarthy Free Download

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Publisher: Vintage International
Genres: Contemporary Fiction
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Pages: 287 pages
ISBN10: 0307386457
ISBN13: 9780307386458
Tags: Contemporary Fiction, Free Download, PDF Download
Language: en
Type: Digital
“Despite Cormac McCarthy’s reputation as an ornate stylist, The Road represents both the logical terminus, and a kind of ultimate triumph, of the American minimalism that became well-known in the 1980s under the banner of ‘dirty realism’ . . . The Road is a much more compelling and demanding book than its predecessor . . . The new novel will not let the reader go, and will horribly invade his dreams, too . . . The Road is not a science fiction, not an allegory, and not a critique of the way we live now, or of the-way-we-might-live-if-we-keep-on-living-the-way-we-live-now. It poses a simpler question, more taxing for the imagination and far closer to the primary business of fiction-making: what would this world without people look like, feel like? These questions McCarthy answers magnificently . . . [His] devotion to detail, his Conradian fondness for calmly described horrors, his tolling fatal sentences, make the reader shiver with fear and recognition . . . When McCarthy is writing at his best, he does indeed belong in the company of the American masters. In his best pages one can hear Melville and Lawrence, Conrad and Hardy. His novels are full of marvelous depictions of birds in flight, and The Road has a gorgeous paragraph like something out of Hopkins . . . The writing [is] often breathtaking.”–James Wood, The New Republic.

“Fundamentally it marks not a departure but a return to McCarthy’s most brilliant genre work, combined in a manner we have not seen since Blood Meridian: adventure and Gothic horror. That book is usually viewed not only as McCarthy’s greatest–a view I passionately share–but as representing a kind of fulcrum [in his career] . . . There are strong echoes of the Jack London—style adventure [and] Robinson Crusoe [in The Road] . . . For naturalism operating at the utmost extremes of the natural world and of human endurance a McCarthy novel has no peer. . . McCarthy has to be accounted as a secret master and the rightful heir to the American Gothic tradition of Poe and Lovecraft . . . I think ultimately it is as a lyrical epic of horror that The Road is best understood . . . The father is visited as poignantly and dreadfully as Odysseus or Aeneas by ghosts . . . Replete both with bleak violence and acute suspense, [this is] a layered, tightly constructed narrative that partakes of the epic virtue it attempts to abnegate . . . What emerges most powerfully as one reads The Road is not a prognosticatory or satirical warning about the future, or a timeless parable of a father’s devotion to his son, or yet another McCarthyesque examination of the violent underpinnings of all social intercourse and the indifference of the cosmic jaw to the bloody morsel of humanity . . . It is a testament to the abyss of a parent’s greatest fears . . . It is in the audacity and single-mindedness with which The Road extends the metaphor of a father’s guilt and heartbreak over abandoning his son to shift for himself in a ruined, friendless world that The Road finds its great power to move and horrify the reader.”–Michael Chabon, New York Review of Books.

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Jerry Eberts Sep 16, 2021
I don't know how many times I've read The Road. I know that after the first reading, I went back to the first page & read it again. Never done that with any other book. ... This is the most poetic prose I've ever read; I used to believe Ray Bradbury was the best poetic prose writer, but McCarthy is that & far more besides. ... The book can certainly be called a TEOTWAWKI (the end of the world as we know it) story, with likely a nuclear war having occurred in one night. A disturbing sheer of light in the middle of the night; there are melted blacktop roads with suitcases and shoes stuck in it; there is a great American city with skyscrapers still standing, but the glass & metal exteriors were half-melted in some intense flash of a moment. There is no sunshine, a continuous darkening of the sky from the event & the natural & manmade fires that feed the black clouds high in the air. It is an extinction event for most species on Earth, with humans holding out to the last. ... But if The Road is arguably the saddest book about man's mass demise, it is a bleak & freezing world that can still hold moments of euphoria, love & bravery — counteracting the very worst seen among some degraded survivors. ... We are all traveling on The Road to oblivion, of course. McCarthy's great book manages to make that necessarily solitary trip seem purposeful, even noble.