But you can see "The Road" (if you're a sissy)

So I saw the movie version of The Road at a special preview screening for pastors (more on that when I feel like ranting). Interestingly, I found it less disturbing than the book. One reason for this is that even a two-hour film cannot convey the impression of weariness and long-suffering which a novel (even one not much over 200 pages) can. It just moved too quickly to get under one's skin. Additionally, at least one of the most horrifying vignettes was left out. This is disappointing from a thematic perspective, since it provided a counterpoint to the relationship of the main characters. (And no, I'm not going to tell you what it was. I have some sense of decency left.)

The real absence, however, was McCarthy's prose. His lean style creates the false impression he is merely describing situations and events which can then be captured on film. But the style itself creates a framework for interpretation.

Once again, a major book but a minor film.