
I was flying to France to visit the Vimy site as I read it, so it would be easy to say this clouded my judgement. However, as frequent readers of my blog could attest, it wasn't an entirely easy sell. I typically don't enjoy war books. However, even if I had not been touring the battlefields, it would have been hard to deny that Berton's writing in Vimy was stellar.
Berton seems to get most of his praise for his characterizations. The characters in Vimy are no less vibrant or felt than in his other books. You come to care about the soldiers because Berton gives them identity. They were young, naive, innovative, brave, caring, frustrating, and in short, human.
Yet it was his power of imagery that first drew me into Vimy. The way he describes the sounds, sights, and pain in this book is not short of breathtaking. It was really something to see the trenches in person, but I can honestly say that it was Berton that brought me to the war.
And Berton's conclusion, I don't want to spoil it if you haven't read it, was brilliant and beautiful, saving its ultimate punch until the very end. I'd go as far as saying it (the conclusion) was one of the best things I've ever read.
2 comments:
Read Medea's review here.
Wow, that is high praise indeed! And coming from someone not often given to hyperbole, very telling.
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