“Years later he'd stood in the charred ruins of a library where blackened books lay in pools of water. Shelves tipped over. Some rage at the lies arranged in their thousands row on row. He picked up one of the books and thumbed through the heavy bloated pages. He'd not have thought the value of the smallest thing predicated on a world to come. It surprised him. That the space which these things occupied was itself an expectation.”In the end, the story is another warning against killing ourselves off. At the end of the film, the boy is taken in by a family, and I found myself thinking, What’s the point? They’re going to die anyway. But the story is also an exploration of what it means to fight for survival of yourself and your children and your moral courage when there is no future left to mean anything. The creation of the look of this film is fascinating. Hillcoat and crew were able to find actual blasted-out locations and use very little CGI. They filmed on location around Katrina damage, Mt. St. Helens, and a huge abandoned coal mining area in Pennsylvania. The Pennsylvania landscape included a crumbling expressway, burnt out trees, and an abandoned amusement park. According to the film website, CGI was used mainly to drain color from the scenery. The movie benefits from this realism, and the visual impact is the single way in which the film is definitively superior to the book. But McCormac’s prose is what I miss the most. The dialogue and the father’s voiceover are paraphrased closely from the book, and so McCormac echoes there. But the language sticks closely to the action of the film, and lacks the lyricism that makes the book sing. Of course, this is inevitable.