Cormac McCarthy's award-winning, bestselling trio of novels chronicles the coming-of-age of two young men in the south west of America. John Grady Cole and Billy Parham, two cowboys of the old school, are poised on the edge of a world about to ...
change forever. Their journeys across the border into Mexico, each an adventure fraught with fear and pain, mark a passage into adulthood, and eventual salvation. In All the Pretty Horses, young John Grady Cole, dispossessed by the sale of his family's Texas ranch, heads across the border in search of the cowboy life, where he finds a job breaking horses, and a dangerously ill-fated romance. In The Crossing, sixteen-year-old Billy Parham captures a wolf that has been marauding his family's ranch and, instead of killing it, decides to take it on a perilous journey home to the mountains of Mexico. These two drifters come together years later in Cities of the Plain, a magnificent tale of friendship and passion. In the vanishing world of the Old West, blood and violence are conditions of life. Beautiful and brutal, filled with sorrow and humour, The Border Trilogy is both an epic love story and a fierce elegy for the American frontier. McCarthy makes the sweeping plains a miracle' Scotsman
"...which carried their figures and bore them up into the swarming stars so they rode not under but among them and they rode at once jaunty and circumspect, like thieves newly loosed in that dark electric, like young thieves in a glowing orchard,
..." loosely jacketed against the cold and ten thousand worlds for the choosing."Continua...Nascondi
[...] Intanto nel petto del cavallo stretto tra le sue ginocchia il cuore scuro e carnoso pompava secondo la volontà del Signore, il sangue pulsava e le poderose anse blu delle viscere si contraevano secondo la volontà del Signore, i femori
... robusti, le ginocchia, gli stinchi e i tendini gialli come corde di canapa si flettevano e si distendevano nelle articolazioni secondo la volontà del Signore, ben inguainati e immersi nella carne, e gli zoccoli fendevano la foschia mattutina che si alzava da terra mentre la bestia girava la testa a destra e a sinistra, agitando la schiumante tastiera dei denti e i focosi globi oculari in cui ardeva il mondo.Continua...Nascondi