We don't know that we've ever seen a more uncomfortable person on television than McCarthy, slouched in that armchair, chin resting in hand, speaking so quietly that even miked up he could barely be heard. He was stripped, by bad lighting and a seeming refusal to wear makeup, of the stern grandeur he adopts in his book-jacket photos. (The brilliant photographer who helped create McCarthy's image, Marion Ettlinger, should show video of this interview to potential clients.) Instead, he seemed ungainly and frail and uncertain. We guess we don't particularly want to see a poised and polished Cormac McCarthy fobbing off anecdotes like a pro, but this sure made for awkward TV.A man who can spend a half century scribbling away in cheap hotel rooms, agonizing over word choices and sentence rhthym, hunting down obscure books on equally obscure topics, isolated from the literary mainstream, never having anything close to what writers for New York Magazine would call a “career” or, for that matter, two nickels to rub together is probably not going to devote a whole lot of time or intellectual energy to makeup or Projecting! A! Chirpy! Telegenic! Personality!
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