This was the final book of Lorenzo Carcaterra's which I haven't read and once I realised it was about the war, I left it to last purposefully.
It is using his knowledge of the fact he was born and grew up in Hell's Kitchen in New York to a mother from Naples, who brought him there in his childhood years and teens, to the points where Carcaterra himself will (probably with some justification) say he has a 'dual heritage.'
Like a lot of books about war, it is about death, explosions, guns, bravery and courage. In this instance, it is about a bunch of kids, street urchins, who lost everything, and fought the Nazis (the sort of bad guys that since the Indiana Jones films through Wolfenstein, have been done to death, quite frankly) in Naples, the city in which they will live and die, in the year 1943 (just as Mussolini lost his grasp on power and Nazi Germany, instead of being an ally as before, invaded Italy).
There are the usual giant explosions and set pieces that people, who have read Apaches, Chasers and Paradise City will be all-too-familiar with, along with a fleeting love story behind your typically All-American Hero from St Louis with a wooden jaw and even more wooden dialogue, coming to the rescue of a platoon of about 100 (most orphaned) children to fight the Nazis, using their cunning, recycled Nazi weapons and derring-do bravado, born of the fact that they knew they were gonna die anyway, but would take as many Nazi with them while they were doing so.
Like with a lot of books of Carcaterra's since I first read The Gangster, I have always had the distinct feeling that his best work was always his first - the autobiographical 'A Safe Place' and his best-seller, 'Sleepers' are both absolutely fantastic and on another level to the rest of his books.
Paradise City was meh. Midnight Angels was a bad attempt at writing a Dan Brown-style book, set in Florence, but being distinctly worse at doing so than Dan Brown.
This book was boring, with stilted dialogue, unfunny (but meant to be funny) lines abound but it was genuinely painful for me to read. I hate reading about any kind of war at the best of times, but clearly Carcaterra has always wanted to write something and set it in Naples (he says as much in the introduction to the book) and he just happened to do so on the back of his mother's stories about the 'child soldiers' during WW2, who were as doomed as they were brave in fighting the Nazis.
Having now read everything Carcaterra has published (all novels, at least), I would advise you to stay away from this one, and concetrate on his best work, which for me, ranked in order, would be:
1. Sleepers
2. Gangster
3. A Safe Place
Every single thing he has written since has seen him trying (and, unfortunately, failing) to re-create former glories of his better earlier best-selling books. He will not be the first writer, who had 1-2 good stories to tell and did them early, and spent the rest of their career trying to write something as good.
So, with this in mind, if you are going to pick only 1 book of Lorenzo's - you'd do well to give this one a miss.
Only completionists like me would bother with it and well, we suffered for our sins accordingly haha. But I left this one til last and well, with good reason, in the end.
I should also add that other than 3 others, I read all the Carcaterra novels in 2018, which is at least 6-7 other books, so can speak from a 'relatively' recent memory regarding his opus. And this is arguably his worst book.
Also, I didn't pay to read this - it was given to me for free. If I had to pay to read this WW2 garbage, I'd have been mightily miffed! I am sure there is a real story about daredevil, not afraid of death because we're so young and we're gonna die anyway story of incredibly bravery done by a group of 100 doomed boys, showing the sort of courage on the battlefield that real men, grown soldiers are unable to do so, due to their sheer love for their native city of Naples. But Lorenzo has done a poor job of fleshing out that story in this book.