The Road

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.

In the meanwhile a movie version was shot, distributed in Italy only in 2010: too depressive. That witnesses how depressed my country is…

Di Andy War

Born in Naples, 1965, lived in Princeton and France, then back to Italy. Comics. Grendizer, Star Wars, Lucky Luke. Architecture, Punk Rock. Sciattoproduzie, structures. Digital animations, running, hospitals. I live and work in Rome, married with two children.

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