/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.2907714]

Reading Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy, and I'm not noticing a huge difference in the style when compared to his others I've read. (Suttree, Outer Dark, and Child of God)

So why is this one of his most disliked novels? Because I'm loving it so far. He's so beautifully descriptive. Suttree is probably my favorite novel of all time, so maybe I'm biased.

[Anonymous No.2907721]

it's one of his most LIKED novels as it placed i think it time's top 100 novels of some odd recent years.

i think suttree is the novel that resembles blood meridian most in style. both are great examples of character driven novels. you know, literary fiction.

[Anonymous No.2907725]

>I'm not noticing a huge difference in style

>So why is this one of his most disliked novels?

trolling is a art

[Anonymous No.2907727]

I thought it was one of his most beloved? I haven't read it yet though, getting it delivered in a week or so.

[Anonymous No.2907732]

This is a well loved book though? have modern trolls changed from getting off on rage to getting off on widespread mild confusion?

[Anonymous No.2907737]

I understand it is critically acclaimed, but almost everyone I know dislikes it. They call it boring. This makes me mad.

[Anonymous No.2907740]

6/10
Ingenious

[Anonymous No.2907741]

>>2907737
probably because it's not plot driven like your sci-fi/fantasy/harrypotter etc etc.

[Anonymous No.2907751]

>>2907737
All your friends are plebs.

[Anonymous No.2907758]

disliked? it's my favorite book.

[Anonymous No.2907871]

Judge Holden is the greatest character ever written.

[Anonymous No.2907882]

>>2907714
Judge Holden and Moby Dick's soul dine in hell as brothers and demon lords.

Not liking this book is a sign that you are either a woman or a pleb

[Anonymous No.2907907]

>>2907737
How? The prose alone is interesting enough, let alone the setting and the plot.

[Anonymous No.2908027]

>>2907907
Because television and alcohol.

[Anonymous No.2908074]

after countless directors spending the past two decades coming to the conclusion that turning blood meridian into a movie wouldn't be a good idea.... james "pineapple express" franco has taken up the reins

[Anonymous No.2908087]

>>2907714
Lets put it this way: anyone who uses the word "literature" to describe what they read loves this book. So stfu.

[Anonymous No.2908088]

>>2908074

[Anonymous No.2908096]

I'm 6 chapters in Blood Meridian and I can safely say that McCarthy is a prose God. Often times his paragraphs read like poetic prose, with the most choice words used to describe or explain something.

Damn McCarthy, you my dawg, I love you.

[Anonymous No.2908313]

>>2908074
Oh mother of christ.

[Anonymous No.2908325]

>>2908096
>Often times his paragraphs read like poetic prose

[Anonymous No.2908337]

>>2908074
James Franco as in James "got kicked out of university for being a dumb, lazy cunt, and had his parents threaten to sue the dean if they didn't let him back in because he comes from money and so couldn't possibly be an idiot" Franco?

We're all fucking doomed.

[Anonymous No.2908340]

>>2908325
They took to riding by night, silent jornadas save for the trundling of the wagons and
the wheeze of the animals. Under the moonlight a strange party of elders with the white
dust thick on their moustaches and their eyebrows. They moved on and the stars jostled
and arced across the firmament and died beyond the inkblack mountains. They came to
know the nightskies well. Western eyes that read more geometric constructions than
those names given by the ancients. Tethered to the polestar they rode the Dipper round
while Orion rose in the southwest like a great electric kite. The sand lay blue in the
moonlight and the iron tires of the wagons rolled among the shapes of the riders in
gleaming hoops that veered and wheeled woundedly and vaguely navigational like slender
astrolabes and the polished shoes of the horses kept hasping up like a myriad of eyes
winking across the desert floor. They watched storms out there so distant they could not
be heard, the silent lightning flaring sheetwise and the thin black spine of the mountain
chain fluttering and sucked away again in the dark. They saw wild horses racing on the
plain, pounding their shadows down the night and- leaving in the moonlight a vaporous
dust like the palest stain of their passing.


----Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy

Here is proof of what I'm talking about.

[Anonymous No.2908343]

>>2908340

[Anonymous No.2908345]

>>2908343
Not the guy you're replying to, but you're a fucking pleb.

fuck you.

[Anonymous No.2908348]

>>2908343
Actually, it's poetic-prose nature imagery.

Get educated son.

[Anonymous No.2908349]

>>2908348
>Get educated son.
*shudders* Perish the thought.

[Anonymous No.2908354]

>>2908343
>>2908343
If you want an example of crappy purple prose, here you go:

But this sun—the one over Providence—was doing the metaphorical sun one better, because the founders of the university, in their Baptist pessimism, had chosen to depict the light of knowledge enshrouded by clouds, indicating that ignorance had not yet been dispelled from the human realm, whereas the actual sun was just now fighting its way through cloud cover, sending down splintered beams of light and giving hope to the squadrons of parents, who’d been soaked and frozen all weekend, that the unseasonable weather might not ruin the day’s festivities. All over College Hill, in the geometric gardens of the Georgian mansions, the magnolia-scented front yards of Victorians, along brick sidewalks running past black iron fences like those in a Charles Addams cartoon or a Lovecraft story; outside the art studios at the Rhode Island School of Design, where one painting major, having stayed up all night to work, was blaring Patti Smith; shining off the instruments (tuba and trumpet, respectively) of the two members of the Brown marching band who had arrived early at the meeting point and were nervously looking around, wondering where everyone else was; brightening the cobblestone side streets that led downhill to the polluted river, the sun was shining on every brass doorknob, insect wing, and blade of grass. And, in concert with the suddenly flooding light, like a starting gun for all the activity, the doorbell in Madeleine’s fourth-floor apartment began, clamorously, insistently, to ring.

--The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides

Pretty crap man.

[Anonymous No.2908358]

>>2908354

[Anonymous No.2908567]

>>2908343
That's a pretty cool passage though. Night skies of 1850s sure were awesome and you get a perfect picture of the not so empty vastness where that sequence takes place.

I remember feeling a little terrified at passages such as this.

[Anonymous No.2908598]

>>2907882
Why the fuck is /lit/ so misogynistic?

[Anonymous No.2909751]

I'm interested to see how Cormac's first film turns out (not including film adaptations of his novels).

Also his new book is going to have a female protagonist and be about women or something which is weird.

[Anonymous No.2909754]

>You will never have as much manly knowledge as CM

He has navy seal knowledge of wilderness survival, knows shit loads about horse, guns, boats, american history and other random shit and it makes me feel really really small.

[Anonymous No.2909763]

NIGGA PLEASE

IF I NEED MASCULINE POETIC PROSE I'LL JUST RE-READ MALDOROR. THE FUCK DID IT PRETTY MUCH 100 YEARS EARLIER AND I'M SURE IT'S BETTER

[Anonymous No.2909783]

>>2908598

Because 4chan.

But to be fair, few women seem to like this book. Can't handle the violence.

[Anonymous No.2909824]

James Franco is already writting, directing and staring in Child of God

[Anonymous No.2909829]

>>2909824
man, i hate that guy.

[Anonymous No.2909846]

>>2909754
This is why housewives and Oprah hate him

[Anonymous No.2909853]

>>2908340
>>2908354

Great posts, these two. The quality difference of the prose on both passages is perfectly clear.

[Anonymous No.2909860]

>>2907882
> Judge Holden and Moby Dick's soul dine in hell as brothers and demon lords.

What??!

Moby Dick is a good guy. He kills whaler scum and doesn't afraid of anything.

Seriously, am I the only one who rooted for the whale? He just wanted to live his life in peace and beauty while some crazy dudes sought to kill him and boil him down to lamp oil for a quick buck.

[Anonymous No.2909864]

>>2908354
> If you want an example of crappy purple prose, here you go:
>
> But this sun—the one over Providence—was doing ...

Egads. Shudder.

[Anonymous No.2909872]

>>2909860
No, I felt the same way.

[Anonymous No.2909929]

>>2909860
Ahab was their captain, and for him it was about more than a quick buck.

[Anonymous No.2909932]

>>2909846
Didn't Oprah have him in her book club for The Road? What's a dumb bitch like that doing recommending a book about the bond between father and son and questioning the purpose of survival to a bunch of dumb soccer moms and fags.

[Anonymous No.2909951]

>>2909853
Thank you for appreciating my leg-work!