He was growing into middle age and was living then in a bungalow on Woodland Avenue. Green weeds split the porch steps, a wasp nest clung to an attic gable, a rope swing looped down from a dying elm tree and the ground below it was scuffed soft as flour.
I think this is one of the rare cases where watching the film version improves your enjoyment of the novel. Maybe because for certain passages I could really here the narrator from the film while I was reading. I think that this might make an excellent audio book. Then again, I’ve never listened to an audio book, so what do I know.
I loved this film. I loved everything about it. The acting was brilliant. The way the story unfolded. The narration….
Everyone’s heard of Wyatt Earp haven’t they? The gunfight at the OK corral, Dodge city, Tombstone and Doc Holliday are all part of the western mythology. Part of a place of heroes and baddies, white hats and black hats, where usually, in the end the good guys save the day, possibly riding off into the sunset.