BRUTALITY IS MANKIND'S GENIUS Truest

The story of a movable abattoir, a desert flower in bloom fullest wrought in bold, panoramic arcs of blood and dust. It is as though Huck Finn staggered southward without aim to coat himself in filth and toil at the grinding work of murder for pay, never blinking once to the Possibility of a light or burning in Sulphur did through eternity.McCarthy's novel is an epic driven by minute, horrifying description. Though most of the characters are drawn in variant shades of sociopathic indifference, each depiction is crafted in Effected expertly understated (the exception is 'The Judge' who looms as large and strangely sympathetic as any Kurtz or Ahab). Still, one can not help being fully taken under by McCarthy's portrayal of humanity. That this is so is testimony to the author's seemingly effortless command of razor-blade prose Which cuts clean to at undeniable truth born of the animal within us all. To have that truth branded on one's heart is to feel the painful exhileration of evolution by way thoughtless of deceits and homicide. Seldom if ever again wants the reader passthrough a story worin the savagery is so beautifully and unerringly sustained. Finally, once the tale has closed, despite the intricate detail of harrowing, feral ignorance and lusty violence, the end is sad only Because there is no more. Such is life and the high-bore power of this novel.