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» 41 més Favourite Books (400) Best Crime Fiction (65) Top Five Books of 2020 (774) Books Read in 2015 (409) Unread books (243) 2000s decade (25) Books Read in 2019 (954) Books Read in 2020 (2,887) Sense of place (65) Fiction For Men (59) Protagonists - Men (20) Speculative Fiction (31) Books About Murder (129) Books Read in 2022 (886) Best Noir Fiction (11) Thrillers (13) Best Westerns (20) No hi ha cap discussió a Converses sobre aquesta obra. i really was enjoying this book, until i wasn’t anymore. i had seen the movie and been a big fan, and was enjoying the story at a steady clip, until abruptly and with absolutely no fanfare, the main protagonist is killed, and we the reader only learn this after the fact in the next chapter, like he was a bag of leftovers forgotten at the restaurant. After this character dies, the rest of the novel is mostly long monologues from a secondary main character that really don’t go anywhere. i considered abandoning the book. After reading "The Road", I decided to read more McCarthy, starting with the inspiration for 2007's Best Picture. A bit odd to read the book after seeing the movie. Especially after seeing the movie four times. The Coen Brothers were quite faithful to the book, save a subplot here or there and some of McCarthy's dialogue that had to be trimmed. But, most scenes felt spot-on in translation from page to screen. More to the point, McCarthy is just one hell of a confident writer. His terse prose reminds me of Raymond Carver. There are no flowery descriptions, no impressive polysyllabic adjectives. Things are what they are, and he says so, bluntly, but to great effect. Many writers would draw a murder out over several pages. McCarthy covers it in four words. But the tension and the build-up to that moment is what makes those four words so devastating. A chilling read that tends to infer that evil has triumphed over good, or is at least winning the battle at the moment, and our lives are made up of our choices, each and every one. I haven't ever read a western novel before but I can see one a mile away if you hand me the text. What makes No Country For Old Men so excellent is that it's not your typical western. Hell, it's not even categorized as one. There are no cowboys, no horse back riding through history. No 'how the west was won' theme. There are no stereotypes, no iconic characters and what not. If you were to read it, though - oh, you'd know what you had in your hands. It's hidden around poetic paragraphs, sullen words. But it's there. You have yourself a western novel. You have the good guy and you have the bad guy, the desperado and the woman in distress. You have the horses and you have your shoot outs. Your rangers and your sheriffs and your outlaws. But you won't find the novel in the western section at your local bookstore. Clearly, Llewelyn Moss, Anton Chigurh and Sheriff Bell don't have a place in the conventional western shelf. Their harrowing tale of a society changing before their very eyes deserves a place with the literary works of the greats. Because that's where author Cormac McCarthy belongs, amongst the greats. Arresting, haunting, profound.
All that keeps No Country for Old Men from being a deftly executed but meretricious thriller is the presence, increasingly confused and ineffectual as the novel proceeds, of the sheriff of Comanche County, one of the "old men" alluded to in the title. "No Country for Old Men" is an unholy mess of a novel, which one could speculate will be a bitter disappointment to many of those eager fans. It is an unwieldy klutz that pretends to be beach reading while dressed in the garments of serious literature (not that those are necessarily mutually exclusive concepts). It is a thriller that is barely thrilling and a tepid effort to reclaim some of the focus and possibly the audience of McCarthy's most reader-friendly novel, "All the Pretty Horses." Worst of all, it reads like a story you wished Elmore Leonard had written -- or rather, in this case, rewritten. Mr. McCarthy turns the elaborate cat-and-mouse game played by Moss and Chigurh and Bell into harrowing, propulsive drama, cutting from one frightening, violent set piece to another with cinematic economy and precision. In fact, ''No Country for Old Men'' would easily translate to the big screen so long as Bell's tedious, long-winded monologues were left on the cutting room floor -- a move that would also have made this a considerably more persuasive novel. In the literary world the appearance of a new Cormac McCarthy novel is a cause for celebration. It has been seven years since his Cities of the Plain, and McCarthy has made the wait worthwhile. With a title that makes a statement about Texas itself, McCarthy offers up a vision of awful power and waning glory, like a tale told by a hermit emerging from the desert, a biblical Western from a cactus-pricked Ancient Mariner. Cormac McCarthy's ''No Country for Old Men'' is as bracing a variation on these noir orthodoxies as any fan of the genre could expect, although his admirers may not be sure at first about quite how to take the book, which doesn't bend its genre or transcend it but determinedly straightens it back out. Pertany a aquestes col·leccions editorialsDebolsillo (702) Einaudi Tascabili. Letteratura (Super ET) İthaki Modern (1) Té l'adaptacióTé una guia d'estudi per a estudiants
Llewelyn Moss is hunting antelope near the Texas/Mexico border when he stumbles upon several dead men, a big stash of heroin, and more than two million dollars in cash. He takes off with the money--and the hunter becomes the hunted. A drug cartel hires a former Special Forces agent to track down the loot, and a ruthless killer joins the chase as well. Also looking for Moss is the aging Sheriff Bell, a World War II veteran who may be Moss' only hope for survival. No s'han trobat descripcions de biblioteca. |
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Containing one of the greatest villains in all literature, Anton Chigurh murders without hesitation or even motivation and evades punishment and judgment.
The reader ends up wondering alongside Sherif Bell, where God is in all the problems of the world.
“Do you think God knows what's happenin?”
“I expect he does.”
“You think he can stop it?”
“No. I don’t.”
The death and resurrection of Jesus Christ offers a different perspective. What seemed to make no sense, and felt like an absolute tragedy, was used by God for good. The same goes in all the trials of life.
“And we know that in *all* things God works for the good of those who love him.”
(Romans 8:28) (