I really liked how simple but powerful this story was. The words and sentences Raymond Carver used were uncomplicated and easy to comprehend, but the point of the story was more hard-hitting and complex, and I loved the way it ends (not because of what happens, just the way it's ended). I can't say I really hated Burt by the end of the story. I would describe it as more of a disdainful pity. You want to hate him and you want to feel bad for him at the same time. But because we are given so little information about him, and so much room to fill in his backstory ourselves, you can't really put him in context. The way Raymond Carver writes not only sets the abrupt, non-descriptive tone of the story, but it also gives you insight into Burt's mind, everything seems normal on the outside, but inside something's just a little off balance.
