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Suttree by Cormac McCarthy.
A book that took him thirty years to write and contains many instances based on his life. It is the tale of Suttree, a man who abandoned his family to live a simple life in a houseboat on the Mississippi River. What I really like about the book is its slow pace and that McCarthy style. You meet misfits and rouges and it is both comedic and sad in the way the characters unfold. For example, one of the early characters you meet is this guy who was caught having sex with a farmer's watermelons. Like most of his books there is hardly any redemption or payoff, stuff just happens without reason like they do in real life.
If you're going to read it, be patient. It took me three months to finish the book. McCarthy's style is dense and hard to get through but I think it serves a purpose, a sort of metaphor to the more futile and slow portions of our lives.
A book that took him thirty years to write and contains many instances based on his life. It is the tale of Suttree, a man who abandoned his family to live a simple life in a houseboat on the Mississippi River. What I really like about the book is its slow pace and that McCarthy style. You meet misfits and rouges and it is both comedic and sad in the way the characters unfold. For example, one of the early characters you meet is this guy who was caught having sex with a farmer's watermelons. Like most of his books there is hardly any redemption or payoff, stuff just happens without reason like they do in real life.
If you're going to read it, be patient. It took me three months to finish the book. McCarthy's style is dense and hard to get through but I think it serves a purpose, a sort of metaphor to the more futile and slow portions of our lives.
NY Times said:Suttree himself is a lost creature who can find no real hook into this world. He roams about "like a dog" at large. He can touch another human being for a moment, drink beer with a friend, fish, make love, but he has to move on, jump downriver, or hide in the dead, nightmare city. The book comes at us like a horrifying flood. The language licks, batters, wounds--a poetic, troubled rush of debris. It is personal and tough, without that boring neatness and desire for resolution that you can get in any well-made novel. Cormac McCarthy has little mercy to spare, for his characters or himself. His text is broken, beautiful and ugly in spots. Mr. McCarthy won't soothe us with a quiet song. "Suttree" is like a good, long scream in the ear.