The Last American Man

Sunday, December 20th, 2009 | American Literature

I loathed Elizabeth Gilbert’s earlier book (Eat Pray Love) but this one was good, mostly because it wasn’t about her. It was about a real person, Eustace Conway, an idealist, who not only developed a deep love of the land, but wanted to share it with others. He believed that by sharing his love of nature with others he  could change the entire world. Sadly the opposite happened; he became changed by the world instead, greedy and harsh, more interested in proving points that living the way he believed. In the end he was lonely and bitter, and most of all confused as to how he’d ended up that way. Gilbert blames it all on his relationship with his father, but I think that that’s a little simplistic. As is the title.

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