Southern Gothicism in Literature by C. Stickel

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Grotesque, Decayed, and the Dying

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Southern Gothicism in Literature

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Irony

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“She reached out and touched him on the shoulder. The Misfit sprang back as if a snake had bitten him and shot her three times through the chest.”

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"'She would of been a good woman,’ The Misfit said, ‘if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.'"

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“There was a pistol shot from the woods, followed closely by another. Then silence. The old lady's head jerked around. She could hear the wind move through the treetops like a long satisfied insuck of breath.”

A Good Man is Hard to Find

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"In case of an accident, anyone seeing her dead on the highway would know at once that she was a lady.”

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“Here this fellow that calls himself The Misfit is aloose from the Federal Pen and headed toward Florida and you read here what it says he did to these people. Just you read it. I wouldn’t take my children in any direction with a criminal like that aloose in it. I couldn’t answer my conscience if I did.” -pg 1211

16wojciakr — 2015-09-11 12:08:02 UTC

"On the mattress lay a man with his leg gone to the hip and the stumps of them blackened and burnt. The smell was hideous.” (McCarthy, pg. 110)

The Road

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The grandmothers definition of a “good man” - she calls a killer (Red Sammy) and a complaining, demanding man (Red Sammy)

A Good Man is Hard to Find

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The Road

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16wojciakr — 2015-09-11 12:08:56 UTC

"He woke before dawn and watched the gray day break...Then he just knelt in the ashes.” (McCarthy, pg. 11)

16millerc1 — 2015-09-11 12:09:52 UTC

“She would of been a good woman,” The Misfit said, “if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.” - The Misfit

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"Her left arm dangled helplessly and she was holding the baby, who had gone to sleep, in the other.”

16millerc1 — 2015-09-11 12:10:39 UTC

The grandmother acts like a know it all during the whole entire story, but yet forgets that the house she has taken the family off-track to visit is really in Tennessee

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“It’s no real pleasure in life”-The Misfit

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“You thought he was an angel?”- The Man The old man, Ely, thinks the boy is an angel when he first sees him and then later declares that he does not beleive in a God.

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The father tells the boy throughout the book to not trust other people in order to survive and when the father passess the boy joins another group within a day

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The boy and man always talk about “carrying the fire” while the world surrounding them is partly destroyed by fire.

16wojciakr — 2015-09-13 16:13:19 UTC

"The mummied dead everywhere. The flesh cloven along the bones, the ligaments died to tug and taut as wires.” (McCarthy, pg. 25)"

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"The man fell back instantly and lay with blood bubbling from the hole in his forehead." (McCarthy, pg. 67)

16wojciakr — 2015-09-13 16:17:12 UTC

"He slept close to his father that night and held him but when he woke in the morning his father was cold and stiff." (McCarthy, pg. 281)