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In a Cormac McCarthy novel, the rain isn& #39;t thin or drizzling, but thin and drizzling. Never use one modifier when two redundant ones are available. It& #39;s a style that parodies itself.
It& #39;s also often beautiful, but surely he& #39;s among the most overrated & #39;great& #39; living authors?
Like, I can just read Faulkner. All good.
More than his prose, I admire his (capital-R) Romantic eye for the grotesque as a critique of rationality (a tradition that goes back to Goya).
Some other things that are described as & #39;thin& #39; in McCarthy& #39;s Blood Meridian:
--a line of scrub
--elbows
--a man
--white walls
--a line of pale walls
--trees (which are & #39;thin and green and rigid& #39;)
--a rim of whiskers
--a line of dust
--a neck
--a frieze of mounted archers
--a line of scrub
--elbows
--a man
--white walls
--a line of pale walls
--trees (which are & #39;thin and green and rigid& #39;)
--a rim of whiskers
--a line of dust
--a neck
--a frieze of mounted archers
Let& #39;s be honest: he just likes adding the word & #39;thin& #39; as a descriptor because it sounds cool. Some other thin things in Blood Meridian: & #39;air& #39;, & #39;a little man& #39;, & #39;flaring shadows& #39; (or, precisely, & #39;thin and flaring shadows& #39;). It& #39;s a schtick, for better or worse.
