I am an avid reader and a writer trying to break into the
mainstream. I have an affinity for fiction so after having several friends
and colleagues suggest I read The Road by
Cormac McCarthy I finally decided to give in. I had some credit left on a
Barnes & Nobles gift card leftover from Christmas so I figured what the
heck so on a whim I picked up Mr. McCarthy’s novel. What I was not prepared for however,
was how profound an experience and journey The
Road was going to take me on.
Cormac McCarthy is a renowned American writer who has a
number of well respected works including The
Orchard Keeper and No Country for Old
Men which was adapted into a movie that eventually won a Best Picture Oscar
in 2007. The Road however is
considered by those in the literary world as his magnum opus. It won a Pulitzer
Prize for fiction in 2007, and was also recently made into a feature film
starring Viggo Mortensen. After reading the book myself I understand and
appreciate why The Road has earned
such acclaim.
The Road is really
a simple tale of survival told by a master craftsman in Cormac McCarthy.
On the surface it is a story of a man and his son making their way through a
post-apocalyptic world. A world savaged by some unnamed disaster which has left
civilization in ruins. Underneath however, the story is so much more.
I have never had a book effect me in the way The Road did. I have read books which
have made me laugh or cry. There are books I love which invoke a myriad of
emotional responses from pure joy to utter disappointment. But, never has a
book made me stop and question how I look at the world and myself. It is as if
Cormac McCarthy was somehow able to capture the essence or the very soul of the
written word, and then set it free on the pages of The Road.
The night I finished reading The Road I was unable to sleep. I could not stop thinking about the
imagery and absolute bleak existence of the Man and Boy. As a father myself, I
was touched and even frightened on a personal level by the choices the Man had
to make regarding his son’s continued survival. Even now, when I find myself
with a few minutes alone I am still compelled to try and find an answer as to
what I would have done in the same situation as the Man along with the other
questions the novel challenged me with.
The main character in The
Road, the “Man”, is all of us, and his son the “Boy” is hope. Their journey
to desperately find something, anything that is better than what they have now
mirrors our own struggle to get through life. Their destroyed world where
civilization has been reduced to the point where almost all life is gone and
what few people remain are split into desperate stragglers just trying to
survive from minute to minute or devolved cannibalistic gangs who have lost any
shred of humanity is a frightening glimpse at a future none of us want to
believe is possible. The Road serves
as a reminder and a warning of how fragile a relationship we as a people share
with our world and especially our environment.
The Road by Cormac McCarthy is not for the faint of heart. It will
shock you and even in a few instances outright appall you. It compels you to
stop and think as well as forces you to question the norms you hold dear and
once felt so comfortable with. As a writer myself, I stand in awe of what
Cormac McCarthy has created, and even though The Road is a challenging read I could not recommend it more.

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