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I initially gave this a one-star after about page 200 - and then was leaning toward three or four stars at about page 300. I settled on two. The first 200 pages I thought the book was gratuitously violent, had no discernable plot, was boring and bombastic. The book was like pornagraphy - intially titilating and then tediously banal. Even the relentless shocking scenes become yawners after the interminable gore-fest. But the book began to grow on me during the last third. I can't help thinking McCarthy was influenced by the movies. The book was written in the 1980s and it felt like a cocktail of a Sergio Leone Spaghetti Western mixed with Apocolyse Now with a dash of Southern Gothic. It felt initially sophomoric, but toward the end the book found a rhythm and purpose, which I found lacking in the beginning. The end was dissapointing - hence my two stars.