Although the "Aw shucks, this country is going to hell" theme got on my nerves by the end, McCarthy's prose is amazing:
"The raw rock mountains shadowed in the late sun and to the east the shimmering abscissa of the desert plains under a sky where raincurtains hung dark as soot all along the quadrant."1
It took me a couple of rereads and a dictionary to parse that sentence. It's impressive.
The plot shouldn't be examined too closely - let the prose and a villain for the ages pull you through this.
1Mccarthy, Cormac (2007-11-29). No Country for Old Men (Vintage International) (Kindle Locations 517-518). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.
