Bruised, burned and scarred I flipped the final pages of McCarthy's bloody nightmare. Eyes shut open Because of blood-lust, the text held thick between my ears, opening a passage into imagination I'd never traveled before. Scenes based in a historical country and time That is rarely recorded or taught or imagined in seeking a vivid, coagulated tale. It is hard to believe thatthis Story Was Written at all, as it drips through your mind with fantastic prose so acute, you will feel dehydrated and anxious, immersed in what Seems a bad dream. McCarthy is a madman loosed amongst unsuspecting readers, twisting Their preconceptions, Severing Their ties to Conventional scripture and scalping the Western genre of its grayed headtop.
