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Start your review of Under Fire Write a review Shelves: the-french , ww1 Suddenly a fearful explosion falls on us. I tremble to my skull; a metallic reverberation fills my head; a scorching and suffocating smell of sulphur pierces my nostrils. The earth has opened in front of me. I feel myself lifted and hurled asidedoubled up, choked, and half blinded by this lightning and thunder. I feel myself lifted and hurled aside—doubled up, choked, and half blinded by this lightning and thunder.

But still my recollection is clear; and in that moment when I looked wildly and desperately for my comrade-in-arms, I saw his body go up, erect and black, both his arms outstretched to their limit, and a flame in the place of his head! The author, Henri Barbusse, served in the war for seventeen months and was invalided out three different times. During one of those convalescing periods he penned this novel. Published in and translated into English in it was one of the earliest war novels and certainly well ahead of the glut of war novels and memoirs that emerged in the s.

The book was heavily criticized for being published while the war was still going some even used the word treasonous and for the stark realism it conveyed to a public already wondering if the powers that be had completely lost their minds. It is befouled faces and tattered flesh, it is the corpses that are no longer like corpses even, floating on the ravenous earth. This is the story of a squad, a French squad. They are not soldiers.

They are tailors, bakers, teachers, reporters, and shopkeepers all part of a volunteer army. They go to war for France, but they stay for the bonds that have formed with their mates under the most horrendous conditions.

Their boots are like cardboard. Their clothing so cheap that they soon become rags. But it is neither of these. Hell is water. French Squad The dialogue, even the most inane of it, was fascinating as the members of squad give each other a hard time and speculate about the war. It reeked of authenticity. It takes its damned hook in all directions.

They do forget. How can they possibly forget this? Around the dead flutter letters that have escaped from pockets or cartridge pouches while they were being placed on the ground.

Over one of these bits of white paper, whose wings still beat though the mud ensnares them, I stoop slightly and read a sentence—"My dear Henry, what a fine day it is for your birthday!

There is something so poignant to me about those letters fluttering away. Letters are so precious to a soldier. They are creased and folded from countless readings. They nurse him mentally back to health. They give him hope that someone is thinking about him and that someone remembers who he was before this war started chipping away at every corner stone of the man he was supposed to be.

Letters are a lifebuoy in a sea of misery. A refugee appears out of the gray. She is magical, angelic, and maybe beautiful, who can say for sure because just being a woman makes her a lovely, lovely mirage. Steadying herself with one hand on a branch, she leaned forward and revealed the night-dark eyes and pale face, which showed—so brightly lighted was one whole side of it—like a crescent moon.

We are different. We talk different. We walk different. We are in many ways better versions of ourselves. Woman make us want to civilize the untamed. If we are lucky, some of our best memories are of a kiss backed by stars, or the brush of her hand on our neck, or maybe catching her looking at us with tenderness that for a moment makes us feel like a god.

We are not meant to be deprived of them. Henri Barbusse in uniform. He continued to write and when he died in he was working on a biography of Stalin. Under Fire is his second novel. His first book titled Hell was published in and also has an unnamed narrator. His first book created a sensation when it was finally translated into English in Barbusse painted a world too scandalously realistic.

The dialogue, the descriptions of the chaos, and the boredom all rang true in this book. Barbusse chose to write a novel, but it has so much blended fact that it feels more like a historically accurate rendition of a time when the whole world was tilting at windmills.

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Start your review of Under Fire Write a review Shelves: the-french , ww1 Suddenly a fearful explosion falls on us. I tremble to my skull; a metallic reverberation fills my head; a scorching and suffocating smell of sulphur pierces my nostrils. The earth has opened in front of me. I feel myself lifted and hurled asidedoubled up, choked, and half blinded by this lightning and thunder. I feel myself lifted and hurled aside—doubled up, choked, and half blinded by this lightning and thunder.

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