In an burned, postapocolyptic America, a father and son walk together, heading for the coast. Ash falls from the sky and the temperature is freezing. They have a gun, and not much else. Together they scavenge for food left in stores and homes. They come across corpses and cannibals, and must hide from everyone they encounter. There is nothing and no-one left to live for, except for each other. The father barely hangs to old-world morality, as he tries to keep his son and himself alive.
I enjoyed Cormac McCarthy’s The Road more than I wanted to. Sometimes I am resistant to books that everyone has read, or everyone has loved, especially when they come with an Oprah seal. But I couldn’t resist loving this book. It prose is simple and succinct, the bare minimum, which is all these two people’s lives are. It is haunting and powerful, forcing the reader to think about total devastation of the world we know, and how survivors may be worse off than the dead. The Road presents a world in which hope doesn’t exist, and where memories of the past aren’t enough to sustain two people after complete destruction hits. The Road is one of the best books I’ve read recently, and I recommend it to all who haven’t read it (the few of you there are).
Check out Jonathan’s review of the Road too!