Lonesome Dove, Larry McMurtry
I realize it may mean that I’m a little bigoted, but I just
don’t like hot, dusty, dry locales. I
mean no offense by that; I respect the
beauty of desert regions, it’s just that I prefer green, cool, hilly, and wet. As such, I’m not a big fan of most books or
movies dealing with the American Southwest, Northern Africa, or the Middle
East. It all just looks really hot and
dusty to me.
But I like Lonesome
Dove. I took a shine to Gus &
Call right off the bat, even with their wildly different personalities, and
when you throw in the rest of their band of flawed characters – including a
horse affectionately called the Hell Bitch – some not entirely law abiding
antics, a misplaced beauty, and a dream that you know in your heart will always
be more of a journey than a true destination, you’ve got a story to remember.
Why does it work for me?
Again, I don’t know, but my guess is that reading about Gus and Call
reminds me of some of the qualities that I wish I had. Qualities that I do have when I travel along the trail with them to Montana. Yippee Ki-Yay!
Full disclosure: The
nest of Water Moccasins still give me the willies.
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