Spiritual Concepts in an Unspiritual World

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Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Cormac's 'The Road'

OK. I know. I said that i wasn't going to do it. I said that i didn't want to put myself through it. I said that i was too affected... it affected me too much last time. But, i had to. I don't know why, but i had to and i did and i am so glad that i did. Some may be scratching their heads about now. Let me explain...


I read a book in June called 'No Country for Old Men' (i've never seen the movie). I'll admit that i had no idea of what i was getting into. It was - hands down - the most violent work of literature that i had ever read. Not violent in a way that you can understand why it was written that way, but violent in a way that caused you to look away from the splotches of ink on the page and then return and then ask yourself why. I choked through it. I didn't trash it. It still sits wedged on my shelf nestled by Merton and McManus. However, i swore that i would never read another work by the author. I didn't want to put myself through that again. This was, of course, until i came across a title called 'The Road'.


The idea was fascinating. A post nuclear earth. Bands of cannibals that traveled the land. A man and his son. Desperation intermingled with despair. It sounded like a recipe for disaster, especially with the only author who made me squirm. But i couldn't shake it. I couldn't escape the thought. I wanted to know what happened. I wanted to hear the story. So, two days ago, i found it and brought it home.

I started at page one and quickly traveled to page 100. I couldn't put it down. I couldn't stop reading it. I had a tension in my gut from the words i read and a longing to know what the next paragraph would bring. I was fearful of what the author would do, always waiting for him to do the unforgivable... always waiting for him to betray my trust. I read more and more and more. Less than two days later, the book was done and i sat back satisfied in a way that i haven't been from a work of literature in my recent history.


I won't get into detail or give away anything. I will tell you that it's amazing. I will tell you that it'll become a movie that won't do it justice. I will tell you that if you start it, you won't put it down. I will tell you that it is not like 'No Country for Old Men'. I will tell you to be careful... once you start it, you won't want to quit.



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