The author describes the H.M.S. Ulysses as "The complete, the perfect fighting machine, man's ultimate, so far, in his attempt to weld science and savagery into an instrument of destruction. The perfect fighting machine---.........". Impressive, but its reputation has been unjustifiably sullied. The story places the reader on board as an observer in this intense telling of a naval story out of World War II. It can be a stressful read. So much so that the reader must look away from time to time and take a deep relaxing breath. The reader follows along as the crew faces: The cruelty of an arctic winter, death and privation, destruction, unrelenting bad weather, blizzards, the worst storm of the war, the roughest seas imaginable, ocean warfare, U-boats, air attacks, constant tension, no relief, one mission after another without letup, numbing intense cold, being stretched past their limits, physical exhaustion, weakness, hunger, snow, ice, hurricane force winds, 24 hr nights, miserable dawns, ice everywhere, chaos, unimaginable fatigue, and all without end. I am late arriving to the party as a reader of this 1955 book. If not better, it is certainly on a par with MacClean's "Guns of Navarone. Thr author writes with authority and his verbal imagery is extraordinary. The reader should come away with an appreciation of the challenges our parents, grandparents, and great grandparents had to face during WWII. So could you have done as well? If you think not, then you had better re-boot or reconfigure. They are us and we are them.