While Lonesome Dove has its moments of melancholy and heartbreak, from what I remember, the sequels are positively BLEAK. It was like reading Cormac McCarthy bu

While Lonesome Dove has its moments of melancholy and heartbreak, from what I remember, the sequels are positively BLEAK. It was like reading Cormac McCarthy but without the stunningly beautiful prose and mythical storytelling to help carry me through all the darkness. I can't even say for sure whether I liked them, I was too depressed by the end to even properly reflect. They definitely felt raw and honest.