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M1zz0u
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Suttree
I finished another read of Suttree and I’m once again convinced that Harrogate is one of the best characters I’ve ever read about. Honestly, the whole book could have been about him and it would have been just as great. I always wanted more of him.


thedrumdoctor
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re: Suttree
How was your first read-through of Suttree? I’ve heard the prose can de daunting, so as a result I think I’m saving that one for the last of McCarthy. I’ve just finished BM and I’ve already read The Road and NCFOM. About to start Outer Dark.


Tigris
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re: Suttree
I didn't think Suttree was that hard a read, for Cormac. Especially when compared to something like Blood Meridian. Suttree might be my favorite McCarthy, that or NCFOM. I'm not sure I'll ever enjoy Blood Meridian all that much, as good as it is.


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HailHailtoMichigan!
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re: Suttree
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In midafternoon an old Packard hearse came wending through the woods leading a few cars and circled the canopy on the hill and parked on the far side. The cars came quietly to rest and people in black emerged. Steel doors dropped shut softly one by one. The mourners moved graveward. Four pallbearers lifted the small coffin from the funeral car and carried it to the tent. Suttree came up over the hill in time to see it go. Some flowers fell. He walked up the hill above the gravesite and stood numbly. The little bier with its floral offerings had come to rest on a pair of straps across the mouth of the grave. A preacher stood at the ready. The light in this little glade where they stood seemed suffused with immense clarity and the figures appeared to burn. Suttree stood by a tree but no one noticed him. The preacher had begun. Suttree heard no word of what he said until his own name was spoken. Then everything became quite clear. He turned and laid his head against the tree, choked with a sorrow he had never known.

When the words were done a few stepped forth and placed a flower and the straps began to lower, the casket and child sinking into the grave. A group of strangers commending Suttree's son to earth. The mother cried out and sank to the ground and was lifted up and helped away wailing. Stabat Mater Dolorosa. Remember her hair in the morning before it was pinned, black, rampant, savage with loveliness. As if she slept in perpetual storm. Suttree went to his knees in the grass, his hands cupped over his ears.

Someone touched his shoulder. When he looked up there was no one there. The last of the motorcade was moving down the little drive toward the gate and save the two sextons crouched in the hillside grass like jackals he was alone. He rose and went down to the grave.

There among flowers and the perfume of the departed ladies and the faint iron smell of the earth to stand looking down into a full size six foot grave with this small box resting in the bottom of it. Pale manchild were there last agonies? Were you in terror, did you know? Could you feel the claw that claimed you? And who is this fool kneeling over your bones, choked with bitterness? And what could a child know of the darkness of God's plan? Or how flesh is so frail it is hardly more than a dream.


just incredible prose


M1zz0u
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How was your first read-through of Suttree? I’ve heard the prose can de daunting, so as a result I think I’m saving that one for the last of McCarthy.

It definitely has some of his more classic and lengthy prose that can be tough for a new beginner. But since you’ve read BM, I think you’ll be fine and can handle Suttree with no problem.


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HailHailtoMichigan!
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re: Suttree
Suttree is very faulknerian.



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thedrumdoctor
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just incredible prose


I frickin' love McCarthy.


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Dubosed
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re: Suttree
Child of God is still my favorite Mccarthy novel. I read it every couple of years.


JakeFromStateFarm
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re: Suttree
I’m currently doing the audiobook for Blood Meridian and frick me. What a bleak, violent affair it is so far. I love it.


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HailHailtoMichigan!
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Child of God is still my favorite Mccarthy novel. I read it every couple of years.

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When the card came back you couldn't have found any red on it with a microscope. The pitchman handed down a ponderous mohair Teddybear and Ballard slapped down three dimes again. When he had won two bears and a tiger and a small audience the pitchman took the rifle away from him. That's it for you, buddy, he hissed. You never said nothin about how many times you could win. Step right up, sang the barker. Who's next now. Three big grand prizes per person is the house limit. Who's our next big winner. Ballard loaded up his bears and the tiger and started off through the crowd. They lord look at what all he's won, said a woman. Ballard smiled tightly. Young girls' faces floated past, bland and smooth as cream. Some eyed his toys. The crowd was moving toward the edge of a field and assembling there, Ballard among them, a sea of country people watching into the dark for some midnight contest to begin. A light sputtered off in the field and a blue tailed rocket went skittering toward Canis Major. High above their upturned faces it burst, sprays of lit glycerine flaring across the night, trailing down the sky in loosely falling ribbons of hot spectra soon. burnt to naught. Another went up, a long whishing sound, fishtailing aloft. In the bloom of its opening you could see like its shadow the image of the rocket gone before, the puff of black smoke and ashen trails arcing out and down like a huge and dark medusa squatting in the sky. In the bloom of light too you could see two men out in the field crouched over their crate of fireworks like assassins or bridge blowers. And you could see among the faces a young girl with candy apple on her lips and her eyes wide. Her pale hair smelled of soap, woman child from beyond the years, rapt below the sulphur glow and pitch light of some medieval fun fair. A lean sky long candle skewered the black pools in her eyes. Her fingers clutched. In the flood of this breaking brimstone galaxy she saw the man with the bears watching her and she edged closer to the girl by her side and brushed her hair with two fingers quickly.


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