The relatively-elusive novelist Cormac McCarthy has deviated from his job as novelist from time to time, and whenever he does—whether a rare appearance for press duties on his book, or a project that isn’t a novel—it usually makes a fuss. This one’s no exception. Cormac McCarthy, copy-editor, has emerged, and with him are some strong ideas about punctuation. Read More
When we chatted up the tireless James Franco at the book party for his Palo Alto, at The James in Soho, we naturally asked him about his favorite writers. He mentioned Denis Johnson’s Jesus’ Son, a collection of short fiction dear to our heart, so we wondered which story he liked the best. He Read More
The Swedish Academy announced this morning that Peruvian author Mario Vargas Llosa will be the 2010 recipient of the Nobel Prize in Literature. In a statement on its website, the academy said they decided to award Llosa for his “cartography of structures of power and his trenchant images of the individual’s resistance, revolt, and defeat.” Read More
With just a few days until the Swedish Academy announces the winner of the 2010 Nobel Prize in Literature, the betting odds determined by gambling site Ladbrokes.com have experienced quite the shakeup. Cormac McCarthy has seen his chances to snag the prize shoot up from 66 to 1 all the way to Read More
The New York premiere of director John Hillcoat’s adaptation of Cormac McCarthy’s Pulitzer Prize–winning, doomful tale The Road was conspicuously missing its blond South African star: Charlize Theron.
On the third floor of the Clearview Chelsea Cinemas on Monday, Nov. 16, soft-spoken actor (and poet/musician/artist/sex object) Viggo Mortensen admitted to the Transom that Read More
Charlize Theron might have to draw on some of her previous Aeon Flux talents to fight the cannibals with Viggo Mortensen in the bigscreen adaptation of Cormac McCarthy’s bestselling novel The Road. Her part is small and mostly played in flashback, but Ms. Theron is apparently a big fan of the book and wanted Read More
Meet George Jetson; Jane, his wife.
Their deluxe apartment in the sky, you must admit, boasts quite the view. Rockets whiz past condos the shape of flying saucers. Stars flutter and flicker, and below the clouds are frozen like rivers.
Tonight’s another of George and Jane’s keycard parties. Pretty swingin’. Cosmonauts show off their ray Read More
It looks like Cormac McCarthy is wasting away. Once he was prolix, stuffing big fat novels with long, trailing sequences of curious, chewy words. The prose was rich, the thick paragraphs daunting. He was compared to Faulkner, to Melville. Try reading aloud selected passages from his baroque masterpiece, Blood Meridian (1985), and you’ll soon find Read More
No Country for Old Men, by Cormac McCarthy. Alfred A. Knopf, 309 pages, $24.95.
The first reaction is visceral, and should be recorded here before the critical faculty interposes to hedge and qualify: I was so thoroughly sucked in and freaked out by No Country for Old Men that whenever I had to put the Read More
No Country for Old Men, by Cormac McCarthy. Alfred A. Knopf, 309 pages, $24.95.
The first reaction is visceral, and should be recorded here before the critical faculty interposes to hedge and qualify: I was so thoroughly sucked in and freaked out by No Country for Old Men that whenever I had to put the Read More
