My sister handed me The Road in a Denver airport 3 years ago and I had to sit in my rental car for 45 minutes before I could drive | Books That Broke Me - Librear
My sister handed me The Road in a Denver airport 3 years ago and I had to sit in my rental car for 45 minutes before I could drive
Three years back, my sister picked me up at DIA and tossed a paperback in my lap while we waited on my bag at carousel 12. She said read this on the plane home, it's short. It's short alright. I finished it in one sitting at 30,000 feet somewhere over Kansas and then just stared at the seat back in front of me with my jaw tight. The part with the father and the boy and the can of peaches is what got me. I don't even like peaches. Here's my hot take though: people call that book bleak and hopeless and I think they missed the whole point, because the father keeps going when there is zero reason to, and that is the most hopeful thing I have ever read. Cormac never uses quotes around the dialogue and it drives some folks nuts but it made the whole thing feel like it was happening in my own head. I still have that copy on my shelf and I have not opened it since and I probably never will. What book did somebody hand you that you are still not over?
A friend put The Road in my hands around 2015 and I told him bleak books were just a cheap way to feel something. I was wrong about that. The scene where the father washes the dead man's brains out of the boy's hair and then tells him they're still the good guys, that's the part that flipped it for me. He's not pretending things are fine. He's just refusing to let the kid turn into the world around them. I read it once, handed it back, and still catch myself thinking about that last paragraph where the trout are in the streams. So yeah, I came around to your take.