|
Talking about fatherhood, I suggest you the novel "The Road",
by Cormac McCarthy.
Father and child stumble across a nuclear desert avoiding contact with what
remains of humanity. The landscape is gray, ashy and oppressive, colors
survive only in dreams, or on the surface of a coke can skipped by looters.
And from landscape, McCarthy lyrically diverts to hallucinated concerns on
mankind. Occasionally I had to shut down the book, due to the anguish and
pity overwhelming me: protect the child, because if he dies, life has no
meaning at all. |
digitalkOmiX
RSS feed