Friday, June 19, 2015

Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy

Dumb. Occasionally beautiful.

The Judge could hardly be more obvious and grotesque, in a bad way.

Yes, ok, Cormac, modern man's defining animus is the will to violence, maybe systems building, and maybe they're the same thing. Put it in a fucking short story. Then write your field manual of southwest flora and fauna, which might actually be worth reading.