The Road, McCarthy. Yes. Since this was the first Cormac McCarthy book I read, I had imagined that the setting—which is to say, the implied event that brought the story about—had affected the style. The movie ad would go something like this:
In a world with punctuation gone mad: apostrophes only before esses (“wouldnt”, “couldnt”, “two day’s time”), and quotation marks have been lost. where people and objects rest within the floor (regardless of the floor’s condition) and sometimes within other objects, but sometimes atop similar objects (“in a … sofa” “on the bed”).
But it turns out McCarthy has chosen to write that way all the time. Oy. Clearly his style is beyond my meager powers to grasp, so I shan’t be reading any more of it.
Its own merits are decent, though it was really a genre work written (I imagine) by someone who disdains genre, and was therefore unwilling to thoroughly commit to it. The August 2007 issue of Fortean Times contains a review with which I largely sympathize, expressing surprise that this work has been praised by a community that rejects the genre that the work most represents (the reviewer has a different genre in mind from the one that I classed the work within, but I nevertheless believe it’s a parallel argument to mine).