The violence of McCarthy is so structural that to me it loses some of its luridness. I struggle through violence in other works, but with McCarthy it presents like a function of the landscape he's exploring. Not that it isn't shocking. Maybe to say that it is purposeful and worthwhile, rather than played for titillation?
The way Harold Bloom talked about him, there must really be something there. But I'm squeamish. What to do?
The violence of McCarthy is so structural that to me it loses some of its luridness. I struggle through violence in other works, but with McCarthy it presents like a function of the landscape he's exploring. Not that it isn't shocking. Maybe to say that it is purposeful and worthwhile, rather than played for titillation?