I actually bought this book (local independent bookstore, obviously) and despite the cover indicating I might not be target audience, was looking forward to reading it. I love YA for one, and have read plenty action packed boys- marketed stories.
This one at this point was just ok. I wasn’t blown away - at all (pun unintended) but it was interesting enough, and protagonist Harry had me rooting soon enough. Maybe I couldn’t be swooned because the book I read the day before was so good. Maybe it’s just not such a good book.
Either way, so here’s your action packed book. A 17 year old Brooklyn boy enlists and is stationed in the UK to bomb Germany. His reasons are mentioned, but I don’t feel them. His fears when he realises how many do not return from their missions are repeated enough, but in a childish way (but hey, it’s aimed not at adults, so I can live with that). You can’t fill a book with just successful missions nor can you reach 200 pages if the protagonist dies too soon. So he’s parachuted and the rest of the book deals with the French resistance. (Can’t say more for spoilers). Did I feel that? Nay….only sometimes. Was it action packed? Only sometimes (possibly because I didn’t feel much). Did I read on? Why yes. It wasn’t a bad book, plus, I was invested enough. But I would say for all the title and cover, there’s precious little flying happening in the book.
Oh, and there’s a super shallow girl-trope. Possibly to pave the way for when the boys reading this are men and they’ll be confronted with books and films that feature a female body with not too much character, text, or depth.