Classic anti-war novel from the perspective of a German soldier in World War 1. It’s a classic for a reason. It pulls you in, horrifies you, breaks your heart, and rips at you. I think the most painful part is how not-different the account is than other war/soldier stories across the eons. Although read in translation, I was struck by the painful beauty of the writing, the modernist prose, stuck between the traditional constructions of language, narrative and voice, and a reflection of the breakdown emotionally, psychologically and lyrically. It reminded me of Great Gatsby in that respect (and was surprised to see the author actually worked with Fitzgerald in Hollywood). There’s that same grasping, hoping, desperate longing for a better world for the logical mind in the chaos and horror. A powerful, necessary read.