Cormac McCarthy – The Road Audiobook
The apocalypse has taken place. the world is devastated, covered with ashes … Corpses are piling up on the side of the road. Some survivors spy on each other, watch each other, attack each other, eat each other … And among these survivors, a father and his son wander on the road. They flee the cold and the snow of the high mountains. They want to reach the sea, and the weather is better to survive.
Then follows a long odyssey of this father with his son. They push a cart filled with food and various objects found here and there, near the burnt corpses or in abandoned houses. And they advance at all costs, in the rain, in the snow, day until nightfall, always on their guard, always on the lookout for “bad guys”. They are cold, they are soaked, they have not eaten for three days, but show self-sacrifice and unfailing courage.
I don’t want to be overly sensitive, but reading this novel by Cormac McCarthy touched me deeply. On each page, I felt tears drip along my nascent wrinkles. I am overwhelmed by this universe described and by this father who, despite everything, tries to educate his son, the child, as best he can. It’s not easy to discern right from wrong in this post-apocalyptic chaos. Still, life could be easier, a 22 caliber bullet through their heads and there they are free from this hell. But the father has this courage necessary to instill in his son the price of life, even in the midst of burnt corpses, under a landscape covered with ashes … To come to believe in a future, even uncertain, and to hope; anyway, there is only hope left to survive; believe in the certainty that somewhere on this planet, there is another child, another parent like them, who belong to the category of “good guys” like them, to share together the plan of the survivors.
The universe of this novel is stripped to the extreme. There is almost nothing; just the road, a child and his father, a shopping cart, ashes and still this road to the south surrounded by decomposing bodies. Yet with so little, it makes for a novel that is both terrifying and poignant. Nothing will be known about the time before the apocalypse. anyway, we don’t care a little about it, we begin to know the madness and the barbarism of men, so nothing very surprising to discover the planet under chaos … short chapters, direct and uppercuts that put you in bulk guts and intestines. the book of the year? On a purely emotional level, I vote “yes” with my eyes closed, moreover I no longer dare to reopen them, fear of the future, fear of the next.
All along their journey, They preserve the part of humanity, love and goodness that is in them. Their most precious possession. Without it, why survive? They want to remain men and “carry the fire”.
The child is like the word of God, a prophet. The man must take him somewhere, the furthest south, towards the sea. Try to find warmth and perhaps other survivors who have kept like them their part of humanity.
Memories of the father’s past are painful. We must not look back on them. To remember would be to give up the struggle. The child did not know the beauty and the goodness of the past world. He embodies hope. He builds his world, his cult, his own values, guided by the love his father has for him.
Can we fix this world? Is there hope somewhere on this dying planet? ? Why continue to advance on this road of despair, desolation, darkness?
It is a long road that takes us deep within ourselves. It is painful.
We keep hope, because the father’s love for his son never wavers. He carries his son and his son carries him. Together they keep hope. The dialogues are short but intense. It takes few words, because there is little life left, little to convey. All that remains is the fire that the little boy carries within him, the essential, which represents humanity.
How to survive without hope? The child represents the last burst of light, the last ray of hope. And her father survives to carry that light, so that it won’t waver.
“The man raised his eyes, weeping, and he saw him standing there on The road staring at him from the bottom of which knows not what inconceivable future, sparkling in this desert like a tabernacle. ”
The style is clean, as is this vision of an apocalyptic world. The tension is constant. We tremble with this father and this son. We also sink into despair. from these short dialogues and these descriptions of lifeless landscapes, multiple philosophical reflections emerge. Faith, hope, the meaning of life, man, good and bad.