The Road



Picked up this book,'The Road' on the way home last night, read most of it in one sitting - which means that at least the storyline must be quite good...

Since reading 'The Stand' by Steven King as a nipper I've always had a soft spot for bleak apocalyptic dystopian nightmare futures. So far my main gripe is that the author lays it on waaaay too thick with the cold and the wet and the grey and the dark. Literally every single thing in this book is cold, wet, grey or dark. Even the surface of the sun is probably cold, wet, grey and dark.


In terms of overbearing scene setting, the only other book I can think of that I've read with such a similar overwrought sense of melancholia was
'The End of The Affair' by Grahame Greene, which was definately one of the most turgid books I have ever had the misfortune of chancing upon, it inadvertantly perfectly encapsulated the navel-gazing and introspective selfishness of unrequited love that I often felt as a teenager. Unfortunately I hated the book so much I have been scared off Greene ever since, although I feel about ready to give him another chance - not sure which book to begin again with though...?

4 comments:

Gaw said...

I'm not a huge Greene fan, but The Quiet American is one of his that I enjoyed very much. Apart from its being set in Vietnam, a country I like and find very interesting, It's readable and thought provoking, in particular raising questions about intervention in foreign affairs that remain highly pertinent.

worm said...

thanks gaw - tell me, is it relatively low on over-wrought internal monologues and people standing on grey street corners in the rain?

Gaw said...

No I'm afraid they do feature quite highly. But the monologues are by an intriguing bastard and the rain is tropical.

Brit said...

I've never got on too well with Greene either, though funnily enough my sister loves him.

One I did enjoy was Travels with My Aunt - hugely enjoyable and a very different tone to his usual.