Remind me to never, ever read, watch, or listen to anything by Cormac McCarthy again.
I read The Road while on the plane coming back from Italy last summer. The entire book is set in post-apocalyptic England and there is little to no mention of the challenge of finding clean water to drink. How that book won the Pulitzer Prize boggles the mind (I wonder if the committee was just really impressed by his use of 50 cent words when a 5 cent word would have done just fine.)
This weekend I saw No Country for Old Men (based on his novel by the same name). Dude is dark. Look, I get that I can be dark sometimes but he makes me look like Mary freakin' Poppins by comparison. Again, huge gaping holes in the plot (our hero sits right in front of the door that he knows is gonna be shot open by the bad guy) and it freaking won Best Picture. Go figure.