About that ending. Many years later in 1878, the kid runs into the judge in whore-infested Fort Griffin, sees him drinking whisky in a bar, the sort of scene we all can easily see thanks to countless movie scenes; and like many times throughout the novel, the kid tells the judge that he’s crazy, “you […]
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Inmost heart
Thursday, October 16th, 2008True geology
Thursday, October 16th, 2008I like the sound of the word ‘meridian.’ It has a distinguished, well-traveled global sort of feel to it. I think of stately lines on a map, well–defined and sensibly laid out arcs, a civilized sort of netting thrown by sober Masons and Dixons (un-Pynchonian perhaps) intent on imposing Western order on natural chaos. Paths, […]
The Bad and the Ugly
Thursday, October 16th, 2008Inevitably playing in my head as I begin reading Blood Meridian is Sergio Leone’s The Good, The Bad and the Ugly. Clint Eastwood squints and leaves Eli Wallach to die and three characters journey endlessly on the deserts of Spain that are standing in for the American West. The movie was made in 1966, and […]
