My rating: 5 of 5 stars
The third to last time I cried was when the Detroit Red Wings won the Stanley Cup in ’97.
The second to last time I cried was when my father died almost two years ago.
The last time I cried was when I read the ending of this book.
This is a masterpiece, straight-up future canonical apocalypse literature. McCarthy joins George Orwell, Aldous Huxley, Anthony Burgess, and the rest of the fun bunch. The world falls apart, and all that remains is the final days of a father and his son. READ IT AND WEEP.