They were just humans, in the end.
The Second World War on Europe has been thoroughly mythologised in my lifetime and distilled into a familiar narrative division between the heroic Allied victors and the stubborn Nazi oppressors. This simplified dichotomy does not stand more than a cursory analysis, and yet the war in France has never been held up for examination in public beyond the events of D-Day.
Charles Whiting succeeds with this book in portraying the humanity of those tasked with exploiting the invasions of France, primarily their human weakness. That the weaknesses (vainglory, hubris, dithering, political rivalry and selfishness) were paid for in the blood and misery of thousands of citizen soldiers, primarily young Americans, is a point hammered home time and again by Whiting's impatient narrative.
The central and shocking fact of the book is, were it not for the previously mentioned weakness of its leadership (and a single, angry prohibitive order by Eisenhower), the Allies could have crossed the Rhein and flanked the German West Wall as early as November 1944, not only bypassing the fearsome Siegfried Line but almost certainly derailing Hitler's planned Ardennes offensive which led to the costly Battle of the Bulge less than a month later. Thousands of Allied casualties could have been avoided, and the possibility of a swift decision in the West might have completely altered the balance of power in Europe in the post-war period.
A lost victory indeed, and small wonder this costly, ugly part of the war has been conveniently swept under the carpet in favour of more 'glorious' stories like D-Day.
Well-written, controversial and compassionate, I highly recommend this book.