Growing up with a father who constantly believed that civilization was going to end, post apocalyptic books hold a special draw to me. So after watching the genius of No Country for Old Men, I went to download this book for a trip between Seattle and Spokane. This book seems to me the literary equivalent of Brian Eno, using simple and repetitive motifs to propel the flow of the medium in a slow but inevitable manner. Many parts of a standard genre are entirely missing, While the author gives tantalizing hints as to what may have happened, they are not enough to reconstruct the apocalypse. The characters remain unnamed during the novel and encounters with the rest of the bitter edge of humanity are sparse. Adjectives for cold and dark abound and made me feel cold even when I should have been perfectly comfortable. However, the books greatest strengths were also its greatest weaknesses. Many of the events seemed cyclical, and at times the plot seemed as aimless as the characters themselves: wandering with little hope. Still the ability of the story to survive trough incredible constraints is commendable and no doubt, The Road breaks the mold for storytelling.