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#ItTakesAllKinds @Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks @Eggs
#F&NFWithSameTopic
This 1962 novel of World War II is a powerful read. Depicting the experiences of an American infantry company during the invasion of Guadalcanal, the plot focuses on a dozen soldiers who discover pain, terror, heroism, and deeply cynical truths as they face the cruel indifference of death and fate in the jungle. A very bleak tale, and one that is rougher, more nuanced, and more grounded than the introspective 1998 Terrance Malick film adaptation.
#ManicMonday @JoScho
Favorite Adaptation: The Thin Red Line
Favorite Movie: The Princess Bride (yes, I know this is an adaptation too, but the actual adapting of The Thin Red Line was better)
Guilty Pleasure Movies: Thai martial arts movies! Ong Bak 1-3, Born to Fight, Tom Yum Goong (aka The Protector) 1 and 2
Popcorn or candy? Sorry to be a snob, but no food or drink at the theater. Just the movie.
#bookcolortag @Izai.Amorim thanks for red! It's an easy colour :)
My WWII Pacific reading continued with this book. The thin veneer of fiction makes it a little less brutal than Sledge or Leckie's memoirs, but not by much. Interestingly, this book approaches the question of sex between men in combat units. Maybe it has to be "fiction" before someone could talk about it so frankly. There are no heroes here, just people in terrible situations, in perhaps one of the most wrenchingly "true" things I've ever read.
Taking a break from Foote to read some Jones. I came across a mention of this book while reading Leckie's "Helmet For My Pillow", and the library had it. Breakfast with a book begins!