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Chapters like XXVI-XXVII are how EH grabs me. Like war itself—according to my Vietnam vet friend Sam—AFtA drags us through long stretches of quotidian boredom, then a page makes us pay attention differently. XXVI breaks into insight when Lt. Henry and the priest discuss victory and defeat; XXVII dismisses abstractions and endorses the concrete (184-185), then a page of battle before a long bit on sleep and food.

Should be called: “Farewell to literature” as it’s poorly written, repetitive and banal in places but nonetheless an interesting insight into a little known theatre of the First World War that is the Austrian/Italian alps