The great Cormac McCarthy — the guy who dreamt up the ice-cold perversity of Anton Chigurh and came up with the line “if it ain’t it’ll do until the mess gets here” — has passed on to the next realm.
I’ve only read three of his books — “Blood Meridian or The Evening Redness in the West” (’85), “All the Pretty Horses” (’92) and “No Country for Old Men” (’05).
A wonderful writer — his sentences are truly magnificent in their construction and economy.
Believe it or not, McCarthy was actually young once…full head of dark hair and everything.
I remember almost nothing about Billy Bob Thornton‘s All The Pretty Horses movie, which came out 22 and 1/2 years ago. A lot of people have spoken about making a movie of “Blood Meridian”, which many regard as his masterpiece, but nobody’s ever done it. In my view the Coen brothers‘ No Country For Old Men (’07) is the finest McCarthy adaptation of all. I expect I’m not alone in that assessment.
