‘The Road’ is such a well written piece. There are no chapters, therefore nothing there to encourage you to have a break from the story. He has a wayof forming his sentences that can give you the wrong idea which made it hard to put the book down. With the stench of death smeared on every page, it was refreshing and an absolute delight to see glimmers of hope shared between a father and son. Even with such chaotic circumstances, Cormac beautifully depicts a loving relationship between the two main characters.
“When he woke in the woods in the dark and the cold of the night he’d reach out to touch the child sleeping beside him.” A brutal story of a father and son trying to survive a country that’s been ravished by war.
I was amazed at how the characters’ tiredness and haze toward the end was actually being transferred on to me as Cormac deliberately writes less and less about the day, time, where they are, how long they’ve been there. This made it scarier and even more gripping as you feared for their lives, not being able to make out what their surroundings might look like and who might be around.
I give this book a 5/5. I can see myself coming back to read it again down the track. I have not seen the movie. Yet.