Blood Meridian As Miller's 300

I'm about a third of the way through Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian, and it has occurred to me that I may have been wrong to make fun of Frank Miller last week. In McCarthy's novel we have the same impulse to mythologize history, taking what is known of the infamous Glanton gang and pump it up into a gnostic phantasmagoria. With the grotesque character of the Judge we have Melville's Ahab and Whale rolled into a single horrifying figure who kills without purpose or motive other than his own. He is chaos visited upon the world. Thus far, the character of the Kid is a cypher, a passive figure who like the reader can only witness the various atrocities, while surviving to live another day. It will be interesting to see how this works out. I suspect it will not end well.