October 7th, 2012 / 1:38 am
Snippets
Snippets
Brooks Sterritt—
Is Cormac McCarthy the rural Don DeLillo or is Don DeLillo the urban Cormac McCarthy?
Is Cormac McCarthy the rural Don DeLillo or is Don DeLillo the urban Cormac McCarthy?
This utterance brings three things to mind: its reprehensibility, its ridiculousness, and its rutabagas.
Sorry Gordon!
Cormac McCarthy isn’t Faulkner. DeLillo isn’t Vonnegut. I don’t really find them very similar at all.
What DeLillo should I read first?
McCarthy’s next book is rumored to feature 80+ pages on high school football before introducing the reader to each and every one of the 927 residents of Blooming Grove, Texas as characters (most of whom will bleed at some point in the book.)
I’ll take it! (at first I misread that his next book would be 80 pages long)
Yeah, I wouldn’t even put Don D and Vonnegut on the same plane.
I’d probably say Mao II at this point, though my (and likely most people’s) first was White Noise. Libra is a fucking killer too.
Have you read End Zone?
And, actually, just read End Zone. It’s DeLillo writing about El Paso, Texas, which is the geographic setting for much of McCarthy’s writing, and you’ll see that they’re absolutely non-comparable. Not to say one is superior to the other, but . . . . . .
Haven’t read End Zone, but it is sitting on my shelf. I’m really looking forward to it, especially in light of what you just said.
I really enjoyed End Zone, especially the “long” section about what nuclear weapons. Have not read it in a few years, but kind of remember how it described deadly texas summers in a way that made me remember being hot in texas.
Cormac DeLillo is the chiastic Don McCarthy.
What kinds of novels do you generally enjoy? DeLillo began his writing life by writing his suddenness, his humor, and his particular mellifluity in a handful of genre novels. If you’re partial to spy books, Running Dog is DeLillo’s version of one–(roughly) more Len Deighton than George Smiley–which I greatly enjoyed – I found it a quick, funny, weirdly dread-filled joke, which I think would make it an introduction fair both to a reader and to DeLillo.
(That’s the DeLillo line: filling with dread, sympathetically, by virtue of the events and filigree of the stories. That’s my estimate of his ambition and achievement, anyway.)
Anyone else but me read Ratner’s Star? You should really read Ratner’s Star.