Ok, admittedly I was a little late to the party on this one. My good friend Aaron always talked about this book, though, so I finally read it. This story has been haunting me ever since I finished it. I know the word "haunting" might have a negative connotation. However, I'd like to make it clear that although this book takes your heart and proceeds to continuously stomp on it throughout the entire tale, you'll find a most intriguing and terrifying exploration of humanity within these pages. You'll be disturbed, you'll probably cry, but you'll also come away from it with a lingering feeling of hope that the protagonists manage to keep aflame.— Becky
The searing, postapocalyptic novel destined to become Cormac McCarthy's masterpiece. A father and his son walk alone through burned America. Nothing moves in the ravaged landscape save the ash on the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones, and when the snow falls it is gray. The sky is dark. Their destination is the coast, although they don't know what, if anything, awaits them there. They have nothing; just a pistol to defend themselves against the lawless bands that stalk the road, the clothes they are wearing, a cart of scavenged food-and each other. The Road is the profoundly moving story of a journey. It boldly imagines a future in which no hope remains, but in which the father and his son, "each the other's world entire," are sustained by love. Awesome in the totality of its vision, it is an unflinching meditation on the worst and the best that we are capable of: ultimate destructiveness, desperate tenacity, and the tenderness that keeps two people alive in the face of total devastation.