lunes, 20 de septiembre de 2010

As The Crow Flies Towards Death


No, I haven’ had a chance to see The Road movie. I called different theatres and in most of them, the premiere of it is this Friday, September 24. Anyways, as I finished the book, even though my first choice topic for blogging was a comparison with the movie, I’m going to give it a shot with another focus. What focus? It’s quite simple I guess, if you read the title of my entry: Death. Death pervades over everything in the book. For example, every character expects to die in any moment, especially the father, who apparently tends to have some type of paranoia towards death. He constantly checks if his son is breathing, and gives him the pistol every so often in order for him to kill himself with the pistol instead of suffering a painful death. Death is adamant at the end of the road. Even though people try to get prepared to die, the will die anyways. As Ely suggests, “People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn’t believe in that. Tomorrow wasn’t getting ready for them” (McCarthy 168). In the case of the father, he feared death and tried to keep his son in the dark about death, but inevitably, he dies at the end of the novel.

The road we follow throughout our lives is, in some extent, very similar to the crow’s flight. As the father explains to his son, the crow’s flight is in straight line. The road, in this case, is a straight line towards death. There is no way out of the road, no alternatives. Therefore, the father and his son are inevitably paving their way to an eventual death. They travel along the road hoping for a destiny that is utopic, because eventually, there will be an end to the road as there is an end to their lives. In the road, the father is “placing hopes where he’d no reason to” (McCarthy 213), looking for an exit where there are none. This effectuates his fear in death, and the reason he keeps his son ignorant about the matter. He tries to hide his constant cough from the boy, and in the end, the only thing he is left to do is die in the feet of his son. Also, he believes that “every day is a lie” but dying is the only fact that is not a lie (McCarthy 238), therefore, with death, comes the truth that he searched for throughout the book.

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