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| Title | : | Suttree |
| Author | : | Cormac McCarthy |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | Special Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 471 pages |
| Published | : | May 1992 by Vintage International (first published May 1979) |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Literature. Gothic. Southern Gothic. Novels. Classics |
Cormac McCarthy
Paperback | Pages: 471 pages Rating: 4.18 | 16947 Users | 1348 Reviews
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This compelling novel has as its protagonist Cornelius Suttree, living alone and in exile in a disintegrating houseboat on the wrong side of the Tennessee River close by Knoxville. He stays at the edge of an outcast community inhabited by eccentrics, criminals and the poverty-stricken. Rising above the physical and human squalor around him, his detachment and wry humour enable him to survive dereliction and destitution with dignity.
Mention Books During Suttree
| Original Title: | Suttree |
| ISBN: | 0679736328 (ISBN13: 9780679736325) |
| Edition Language: | English |
| Characters: | Cornelius Suttree, Gene Harrogate |
| Setting: | Knoxville, Tennessee,1951(United States) Tennessee(United States) |
| Literary Awards: | Lillian Smith Book Award (1980) |
Rating Appertaining To Books Suttree
Ratings: 4.18 From 16947 Users | 1348 ReviewsWrite Up Appertaining To Books Suttree
Hard weather, says the old man. So let it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will wash rain like the stones. Cormac McCarthys unique and distinctive voice in American literature is in rare form in his 1979 Southern Gothic novel about a young man who steps away from a comfortable life with an affluent family to live on the Knoxville riverfront within a populace of drunks and neer do wells. Reminiscent of Steinbeck, Faulkner, James Joyce, and Robert Penn"Mr. Suttree it is our understanding that at curfew rightly decreed by law and in that hour wherein nigh draws to its proper close and the new day commences and contrary to conduct befitting a person of your station you betook yourself to various low places within the shire of McAnally and there did squander several ensuing years in the company of thieves, derelicts, miscreants, pariahs, poltroons, spalpeens, curmudgeons, clotpolls, murderers, gamblers, bawds, whores, trulls, brigands, topers,
So, I read this book because my Goodreads friend Cody is always raving about what a great book this is. And, he is right, it's a masterpiece. Every sentence is a thing of beauty, a work of art. And Suttree and Harrogate are two of the most memorable characters in fiction.The only quibble I have is that McCarthy likes to show off his extensive vocabulary. I had a pretty good education and have read thousands of books, so I think my vocabulary is better than average, but there were still quite a
This is my favorite Cormac McCarthy novel so far. Its a horrifying and funny ramble of the guys life. I thought it had some really good vignettes, but a lot of the time I wasnt interested. I noticed most of the reviews are overwhelmingly positive. Im not so moved.There is really not much of a story. The dialogue in dialect is great. The poetic spill of words is incredible. You could draw a bath of them and soak, so long as youre not too fussy about the cigarette butts and used condoms bobbing
There is a certain variety of the species H. sapiensmore often than not White, almost exclusively malewho vehemently contend that Blood Meridian is not only Cormac McCarthys greatest book, but the greatest novel of all time. Sorry to say, gentlemen, that I disagree with you on both counts (but were still on for lifting, bros). As great as Meridian is, it pales to this White Male by several hectares to McCarthys true masterpiece, Suttree. (I wont even address the second contention.)Dont let the
I am helpless to talk about this book. There are a lot of words that I did not understand. Suttree by Cormac is a book that deserves, much like some of Malick's films. The pen of the big Mac is like a brush taking its time on the canvas, where a sentence would suffice to describe a flight of birds making crates. Here we are far from Kerouac and its small ballads on the road. Here is lost America. At the edge of Knoxville live the outcasts, the excluded voluntary or not of the system, there are
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