TheRoad[路]

Asearing,postapocalypticnoveldestinedtobecomeCormacMcCarthyasmasterpiece.AfatherandhissonwalkalonethroughburnedAmerica.Nothingmovesintheravagedlandscapesavetheashonthewind.Itiscoldenoughtocrackstones,andwhenthesnowfallsitisgray.Theskyisdark.Theirdestinationisthecoast,althoughtheydonatknowwhat,ifanything,awaitsthemthere.Theyhavenothing;justapistoltodefendthemselvesagainstthelawlessbandsthatstalktheroad,theclothestheyarewearing,acartofscavengedfoodaandeachother.TheRoadistheprofoundlymovingstoryofajourney.Itboldlyimaginesafutureinwhichnohoperemains,butinwhichthefatherandhisson,aeachtheotherasworldentire,aaresustainedbylove.Awesomeinthetotalityofitsvision,itisanunflinchingmeditationontheworstandthebestthatwearecapableof:ultimatedestructiveness,desperatetenacity,andthetendernessthatkeepstwopeoplealiveinthefaceoftotaldevastation.