La conclusione del mio ultimo post mi ha fatto ripensare a un libro che ho letto recentemente “La strada” di Cormac McCarthy. E’ la storia apparentemente disperata di un padre e un figlio sopravvissuti a un nuclear holocaust, wandering in search of survival. And the father - which, unlike the child has experienced the world "first" - he always says to his son " we bring the fire." With this - I understand - means a condition that becomes almost a responsibility that we are, we need to do this, despite the circumstances.
The story, again, is desperate than the common sense of what can be hope. Yet it is not hopeless. The finish shows a possibility that is not a happy ending, which is not a hope, but that makes sense. A possible way of things. That sense that - but here it is I who speak, do not McCarthy - it's like the rug from below is pure chaos, seen from above shows a drawing, you must go and see it through, without claiming to understand it before. They call it faith.
Recently I read another book by McCarthy, "Sunset Limited". Unlike "La Strada", a book is at times hilarious, grotesque, theatrical. Yet it shares the same pattern: white / black. life / death, compared to the extremes without any setting, without narration, the reduction of life to its extremes. What I find great in this author, although of a magnitude difficult to match, has the deepest respect for reality and for the man, in all its possible and contradictory expressions. In his book eschews any temptation to respond. To indicate a way out, or her choice. Tile two alterative and shows the grim immediacy of the truth. On the one hand, the lack of meaning. The other the possibility of an effect, never said, never read, but felt, intuited, something I can not explain if you do not like my experience of the Eucharist, which I take every Sunday for years without being able to understand the meaning, while without being able to live out the depth, but I feel I can not give it up without losing something.
other words, offers no answers - that videntemene did not - but his questions. This, to me, è un maestro. E un uomo.
Allora a chi piace consiglio:
- Cormac McCarthy, 2006, “Sunset limited”, Einaudi, 10 € (si legge in un’oretta)
- Cormac McCarthy, 2006, “La strada”, Einaudi, 17 €
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