
Books don’t get any more emotional than The Road. The setting itself sets the mood right off the bat with everything coated in ash, not even a sign of life in the forests, and just a long lonely road cutting its way through the gray, post-apocalyptic scenes. Every step of the man and the boy’s journey down the road is full of despair. It really makes you wonder how they keep going. And yet, when I finished the book, I realized that even in the most desolate atmosphere imaginable, the relationship between the man and the boy keeps hope alive and as long as they have each other they simply have to keep going. They’re everything that’s good about the world and somehow made me come away from such a depressing book feeling hopeful.
Books don’t get any more emotional than The Road. The setting itself sets the mood right off the bat with everything coated in ash, not even a sign of life in the forests, and just a long lonely road cutting its way through the gray, post-apocalyptic scenes. Every step of the man and the boy’s journey down the road is full of despair. It really makes you wonder how they keep going. And yet, when I finished the book, I realized that even in the most desolate atmosphere imaginable, the relationship between the man and the boy keeps hope alive and as long as they have each other they simply have to keep going. They’re everything that’s good about the world and somehow made me come away from such a depressing book feeling hopeful.