Tag: Cormac McCarthy
In Memoriam, Stan Lee
In memoriam, Stan Lee (1922-2018).
Fugitives and Followers
A dissent from the widespread praise for Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad, with some notes on its debts to Edward P. Jones and Cormac McCarthy.
Writing Seeing: Blood Meridian (2)
Part four of a six-part series on “writing seeing” in three novels by Edward P. Jones, Cormac McCarthy, and Teju Cole.
Writing Seeing: Blood Meridian (1)
Part three of a six-part series on “writing seeing” in three novels by Edward P. Jones, Cormac McCarthy, and Teju Cole.
Green Hair and Nose Bones
Literary rejoinders don’t often appear as bluntly as this one in Philipp Meyer’s American Rust. From Cormac McCarthy’s No Country for Old Men, published in 2005, the soft-spoken Sheriff Bell wallows in soul-searching nostalgia as he approaches retirement: I think we are all of us ill prepared for what is to come and I dont care…
Cormac McCarthy’s The Sunset Limited
A review of Cormac McCarthy’s “novel in dramatic form,” The Sunset Limited.
On Narrative Voice (2): For the Record
Further notes on the narratorial perspective in Cormac McCarthy’s The Road.
On Narrative Voice (1): The Wounded God
Notes on the narratorial perspective of Cormac McCarthy’s The Road.
Eyes Open, Eyes Closed
Something woke him in the small hours of the morning. Things moving in the dark. He took his flashlight and trained it out along the trees until it ghosted away in the dark fields downriver. He swept it toward the woods and back again. A dozen hot eyes watched, paired and random in the night.…
The hounds crossed the snow on the slope of the ridge in a thin dark line. Far below them the boar they trailed was tilting along with his curious stifflegged lope, highbacked and very black against the winter’s landscape. The hounds’ voices in that vast and pale blue void echoed like the cries of demon…