The Passenger
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Narrated by:
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MacLeod Andrews
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Julia Whelan
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By:
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Cormac McCarthy
A NEW YORK TIMES BEST BOOK OF THE YEAR
"Blends the rowdy humor of some of McCarthy’s early novels with the parched tone of his more apocalyptic later work." —The New York Times
Stella Maris, the second volume in The Passenger series, is available now.
1980, PASS CHRISTIAN, MISSISSIPPI: It is three in the morning when Bobby Western zips the jacket of his wet suit and plunges from the Coast Guard tender into darkness. His dive light illuminates the sunken jet, nine bodies still buckled in their seats, hair floating, eyes devoid of speculation. Missing from the crash site are the pilot’s flight bag, the plane’s black box, and the tenth passenger. But how? A collateral witness to machinations that can only bring him harm, Western is shadowed in body and spirit—by men with badges; by the ghost of his father, inventor of the bomb that melted glass and flesh in Hiroshima; and by his sister, the love and ruin of his soul.
Traversing the American South, from the garrulous barrooms of New Orleans to an abandoned oil rig off the Florida coast, The Passenger is a breathtaking novel of morality and science, the legacy of sin, and the madness that is human consciousness.
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The general report of the You Tube reviewers, I viewed, was that this is a great novel and McCarthy is today’s best writer in English. . He is 89 years old and apparently spent decades working on this novel, and its adjunct novel, Stella Maris, which is essentially a coda to the Passenger.
Although McCarthy was always a respected writer it wasn’t until his early 70s that he became a huge bestseller internationally. I totally loved his novel “The Road.” You could say Bobby is also on the road, a passenger on Spaceship Earth.
McCarthy likes short, staccato sentences. There were pages I thought he was reading a lot of Raymond Chandler. He is a brilliant descriptive writer and some of his pages are really poetry. We forget many of the novels we have read but I assure you, you will remember this one. McCarthy is a great observer and he can make scenes unforgettable.
He is not afraid to have aa character ask: “Do you believe in God?” Nor write a couple of pages on quantum physics, which I did not understand, but know enough about it to know he had mentioned all the greats of quantum and theoretical physics. Bobby is a salvage underwater diver and McCarthy put in so much technical detail about this work that I felt he was almost boasting about his knowledge. There are also a couple of pages where one character takes apart the Kennedy family and why Oswald could not have killed President Kennedy. Maybe this was s put in to tell us we cannot be sure of anything in life. McCarthy is a fellow at the Santa Fe Institute, a think tank whose members are mostly scientists with decorates and with much published work. I had the feeling that McCarty hoped, or Alicia hoped, if we could totally understand numbers, we would finally discover what life was and what our life meant. Well, there was Pythagoras and Plato, who said God was geometrician. .
This is a novel that asks a lot of questions but has no answers. Bobby’s family name is Western and I guess this is an echo he of Western Civilization, which according to another character, is going to hell and is doomed. He is John Sheddan and we see him do a lot of drinking and pontificating. Obviously educated and a brilliant speaker he looks on the world with contempt. A sign of a good novel is where you want to argue with its characters. Hey John, what if you are wrong. You really have no proof. You have made a lot of assumptions. . Maybe the world is not going to hell; maybe humanity will find a way. Maybe yours is a coward’s way out. With this type of thinking, being brave or taking risks is useless.
Bobby, though, has proved he is brave. The book never explains why Bobby could not break the incest taboo. Alicia was his one true love. It really does not explain how Bobby and his sister developed such a barren world view. There is wit and jokes but no laughter . Nor does it explain why the IRS has taken so much trouble to get Bobby arrested. Bobby’s father had help ed develop the atomic bomb. But this is the 1970s and the Russian Soviets had already stolen all the atomic secrets they needed. Yet a sinister government organization burgles the family home, stealing everything on paper, including family photo albums. This is a plot device and unconvincing. That was also true for me about All the Pretty Horses. Our hero, not yet a fully-grown teenager, is supposed to win the heart of an older woman, well-educated, and the daughter of a rich Mexican land baron. I could see him serving as a Boy Toy but not a serious lover.
In the book, creating the atomic bomb seems like a great sin against humanity . . It seems to have cursed the physicist father and his children. But their real problem, I think, is the inability to give up their egos, although intellectually they know it doesn’t have reality. They cling to rationality and reason., and science, essentially materialism. . They fear the Great Emptiness.
I cannot resonate with their despair. I am an adult Christian and God has spoken to me. God speaks to everyone who truly searches and wants to listen. . I said “adult Christian,” which means I have given up childish Christianity, for a mystical Christianity. That is what many scientists, the overeducated, the privileged and the cowardly, cannot do. A memorable ride but I don’t buy the arguments of the passengers. Maybe McCarthy should have joined a Zen Center instead of the Santa Fe Institute.
Worth the journey. Exceptional prose,
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Seriously? 2 books??
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This is the story mostly of Bobby Western with snippets of Alicia Western along with her schizophrenia laden ghosts haunting her.
Coupled with the past of their father’s sins that also re-visit time and again stands as a story that will take you on a thought trip within existential wonderment.
Hauntingly sad and real
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Outstanding story and performance
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