Fuck this book. I made it about 140 pages before I put it away and decided to reread McCarthy’s Cities of the Plain. I’ve read War and Peace, Don Quixote, Moby Dick, Ulysses. But this book can kiss my ass. There are so many goddamn words and the plot is seemingly not going anywhere. Is there someone out there that can convince me this is really worth reading all the way through? What if that is the never-ending joke, the infinite jest? Tell people it’s one the greatest books ever and then have them waste their time and see if they will say they actually liked it. It’s like giving someone who has never drank before non-alcoholic beer and seeing if they will act drunk. I’m serious; what am I missing? Who was able to get through this and enjoy it? Let me in on the secret.