One of the things I found most interesting in Blood Meridian was how descriptive it was. Almost every scene in the novel is described so thoroughly that you get a clear picture of every character and every scene. The fact that I could “see” the scenes from McCarthy’s perspective instead of painting the pictures myself made it much more difficult for me to remain just a reader; I became a participant in the story as well. This made it difficult for me to read some of the more horrific scenes because I could see them unfold so clearly that it was almost as if I was observing these actions in reality, or at least watching as if there was a movie reel in my head. For me it was as if I had stepped into the middle of an alternate reality.
Because the characters were so fully written, I didn’t find myself feeling as if I was observing from their eyes. It almost seemed like I was a character that observed from WITHIN the novel; my reactions were both physical (I found myself actually gasping at one point) and emotional (sad in places, worried in others). The judge is a good example of this for me. His character is woven so well in the text that like the characters in the novel, I couldn't wait to see what he would do next. I found myself both intrigued by him and then repulsed- at both him for his actions (killing the puppies and the little Indian child) and myself for trying to see him in some redeeming light. I don’t remember any other book that incited this type of reaction. I can’t say that I loved this book, but I did like the feeling of being pulled into the story despite my best attempt at remaining a mere reader. Did anyone else feel this way?