Since this is a mini review, you might be able to guess how I felt about The Road. I tend to have no problem reviewing books that I loved, and also books that I was enraged by, but books that were so boring that I wanted to tear my eyes out are so difficult to review.
The Road is a post-apocalyptic novel, and it’s really highly rated. Really, really highly. Whenever there’s a list of post-apocalyptic books you HAVE to read, The Road is pretty much always in the top three. It’s about a father and his son who cross the United States (I can’t remember where they were going, but whatever. USA) that has been torn apart by the apocalypse. While they’re travelling down this Road (capital R for emphasis), they get into a lot of trouble and it’s all pretty dark and bleak.
It’s not that things don’t happen in this novel. Actually, The Road is quite action packed. There are lots of fights and other people and deaths and things, but none of them were enough to grip me. I didn’t have the attention span for it, and I think it was because of McCarthy’s writing style. He’s just not very engaging.
It was all very mundane.