Title: mccarthy's worst
Product review: The Road is a stunningly terrible novel, McCarthy doing McCarthy badly, which is pretty bad. The novel is a slog through a wasted landscape of post-apocalyptic cliches which McCarthy tries to refresh with his tedious prose. This is where McCarthy's post-Hemingway machismo can only lead--the death of everything that we love, but mostly women and children. I was a fan of Blood Meridian for a while, but now McCarthy's writing, like Hemingway's, only depresses me. Give me Alice Munro, who can write rings around McCarthy.
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