I’ve had a few more thoughts on my review of The Passenger. My review immediately after reading it was pretty harsh – perhaps deserved, perhaps not. But the afterthoughts are less harsh.
- I’m pretty sure I know who the title referred to, who was “the passenger”. It makes sense to me, but I’m sure other readers will have their opinions.
- One of the reasons my criticisms were harsh is that the writing reminded me of two of my favorite magical realism authors, Charles de Lint and Jonathan Carroll. Only reversed – de Lint and Carroll’s style of magical realism always had lots of hope and wonder attached. Their stories were uplifting. McCarthy, not so much. In fact, none at all.
Call it magical realism or urban fantasy, this is a genre I like a lot. De Lint is one of the finest fantasy authors of all time. He reminds me of a good soul from rural KY who happens to live in Canada and writes about the backwoods and spaces in between. His recurring characters, like The Crow Girls and The Trickster, are memorable. It’s hard to say what to read from de Lint first – he has been prolific. The Wild Wood is a good suggestion. I have most of his books in high quality hardback and paperback.
Carroll isn’t well known in America, but I get the same feeling reading his books – that the world is magical, and most anything is possible. His settings and his life are primarily in Europe, Austria to be precise. His writing is much like McCarthy’s – poetic and evocative. I have all his books collected as well.
So that’s part of why I had a negative reaction to The Passenger. He took one of my favorite genres and painted it solid black. Bold move, but nihilism isn’t my style.
Thank you for the recommendation, (The Wild Wood is a good suggestion…full of hope and wonder). I could use something uplifting right now.
I imagine so. Almost any of de Lint’s books will make a person feel better.