Man and one child, father and son, unnamed. Pushing a cart full of the little that remained, along a road American. Journey's End is invisible. About ten years before the world was destroyed by nuclear apocalypse that has turned him into a dark, cold, lifeless, inhabited by gangs of desperate robbers. There is no history and no future. While they try in vain more heat moving to the south, the father tells his son to life. Remember my wife (who decided to commit suicide rather than fall victim to the horrors after the nuclear holocaust), and the child's birth, which occurred during the war. All their belongings are in the cart, food is scarce and must periodically venture through the rubble looking for something to eat. Visit the childhood home of his father and explore an abandoned supermarket in which the child drinks for the first time a can of cola. When you meet a caravan of raiders is forced to kill the man who tried to kill a child's life. After many tribulations down to the sea, but is now an expanse of gray water, even without the salty smell, and the temperature is far milder. Collect some objects from an abandoned ship and continue the journey south, towards a possible salvation. There are books still waiting for a few months on a shelf before being read. Books that are thought to need the right time to read. Books that you read the first page, even several times, at intervals more or less apart, before deciding to go ahead. The Road for me was one of those books. Want the difficulty of English, want to read the comments around that spoke of this novel as a poignant masterpiece.
It 's a difficult book to read even in translation, I think, a book that anguish of every page, without growth and without coming to blows on stage. Pure anguish, the same from the beginning until the final pages.
's the story of a father and a son, whose name is unknown, wandering along the "road" in search of you do not know well what. The world has been destroyed by a nuclear war, even if not said how or when, or why. And there are bad men out there, monsters, that we must hide and escape. Stay on the road, again, not stopping for more than two days, to save his life.
A frightening book, which perhaps may seem boring at times but whose functional noise and anguish that the author wants to convey (and that may cause such a world). A book that reaches its peak effect in the dialogues parent and child, the parent will do anything to defend it, sometimes the child unable to understand what is happening, that still does not understand that is especially bad in the world.
beginning I had some difficulties. It reminded me at times I am Legend (I only saw the film, which disgusted me, and I preferred not to read the book) and then for a moment I was undecided whether to continue or not. But soon you realize that is quite different. There is no hope, no chance (and even zombie killers), only to walk, without stopping.
If you're used to reading in English, certainly makes it more. But if that is so you do not, why not start over with this style of McCarthy is very complex (making use of its own rules of punctuation).
Read, absolutely.
When you dream of a world that never existed, or one that will never exist and you are happy again, it means you gave up.
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