Showing posts with label Vietnam war. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vietnam war. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien - My Thoughts


The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien

In April I ordered this book, after having been convinced that it was a book that simply had to be read by everyone.  Kristen Tsetsi, author of Homefront, cited it in my interview with her as did Tatjana Soli, author of The Lotus Eaters, in my interview with her. 

Knowing that I was not going to have time to read the book for a while, and knowing that it was something that would appeal to my dad, I loaned him the book.  He wrote a wonderful review for Lit And Life and I'm by no means going to try to top that one.  But after discussing my thoughts on the book with a Kim of Sophisticated Dorkiness, I wanted to share them here as well.

My dad talked about the opening chapter in which O'Brien details the things the soldiers carried.  This chapter really drew me into the book as well. 
"To carry something was to hump it, as when lieutenant Jimmy Cross humped his love for Martha up the hills and through the swamps.  In its intransitive form, to hump meant to walk, or to march, but it implied burdens far beyond the intransitive."  
It was these burdens that made the listing of the actual physical burdens so much more than a mere listing.
"They carried all the emotional baggage of men who might die.  Grief, terror, love, longing - these were intangibles, but the intangibles had their own mass and specific gravity, they had tangible weight."
"They carried all they could bear, and then some, including a silent awe for the terrible power of the things they carried."
The stories that have really stayed with me were:

"On The Rainy River": a story about the narrator's decision not to run to Canada to avoid the war and how this made him feel like a coward more than evading the war would have.

"How To Tell A True War Story": here O'Brien really begins to delve into what is the truth about the stories of war.
"A true war story is never moral.  It does not instruct, nor encourage virtue, not suggest models of proper human behavior, nor restrain men from doing the things men have always done.  If a story seems moral, do not believe it.  If at the end of a war story you feel uplifted, or if you feel that some small bit of rectitude has been salvaged from the larger waste, then you have been made the victim of a very old and terrible lie."

"Sweetheart of Song Tra Bong": in this story one of the soldiers sneaks his girlfriend into camp.  What becomes of her is not in the least what you might expect but it is equally horrifying, especially if you have always believed that wars would never happen if women were in charge.

"The Man I Killed": the narrator kills his first enemy soldier and then is paralyzed imagining who he might have been and who he might have become.  This incident will come back again in other stories and make the reader wonder exactly what really happened.

"Speaking of Courage" and "In The Field": both stories are related to the same incident.  "Speaking of Courage" is the story of one soldier's adjustment to life back home, particularly in light of what he thinks happened during this incident.  "In The Field" is the narrator's take on that same incident and his own culpability.

The Things They Carried is a work of fiction.  One that does not read or feel like a work of fiction.  Having been written by someone who was there, the reader cannot help but feel that much of what O'Brien writes is based on someone's reality of the life of a soldier and the aftermath of war on soldiers.  There is no other way to end this post other than to say to you "read this book."  It is beautifully written and eloquent in a way that few books about war are.

Thanks to Jennie Nash, who first made me aware of this book.  It is one that will remain on my shelves, one that will be read again.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

All Things In Common

In the past year or so, I've noticed the books I'm reading having a surprising amount of things in common. Sometimes a name will reappear from one book to the next. Sometimes, a particular event will occur in one book and two books later, the same event shows up. Themes seem to recur without any effort on my part to read books revolving around a particular theme. I thought it would be fun to document these similarities so "All Things In Common" will be a semi-regular feature as these things come to my attention.







 






In the past six months, I've read The Lotus Eaters, Letter To My Daughter and Let The Great World Spin, all of which had the Vietnam War a setting for a least a part of the book. In The Lotus Eaters, nearly the entire book is set in Vietnam. In Let The Great World Spin, it pays a pivotal role in one of the story of one of the characters. In Letter To My Daughter, the boyfriend that the mother is telling her daughter about enlists and is sent to Vietnam. Any theories why Vietnam is showing up in so many recently published books?

Friday, April 30, 2010

The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien - Guest Review

The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien
272 pages
Published: originally 1990 by Houghton Mifflin
Source: I bought this one from Powell's Books

This one arrived at my house a couple of weeks ago and I was really excited to read it. But I knew it was going to be a couple of months before I could get to it so I loaned it to my dad who has kindly written this guest post for the book.

Synopsis from the publisher:
The Things They Carried depicts the men of Alpha Company: Jimmy Cross, Henry Dobbins, Rat Kiley, Mitchell Sanders, Norman Bowker, Kiowa, and of course, the character Tim O'Brien who has survived his tour in Vietnam to become a father and writer at the age of forty-three. They battle the enemy (or maybe more the idea of the enemy), and occasionally each other. In their relationships we see their isolation and loneliness, their rage and fear.

The review:

I was not involved in the Vietnam War, but thought I had an understanding of it from the news reports I watched almost daily, from the films I've seen, and from books and magazines. After reading THE THINGS THEY CARRIED, I'm persuaded that my grasp on it was no better than slight. I knew how we got into it, I knew about the big battles, and I knew how it ended. I did not understand at all how it was from the perspective of the guys who fought it. I think I have a handle on that now.

O'Brien, who was there, begins with an extensive summary of---as the title suggests---the material things that his comrades carried into combat. Some of it was based on necessity, including dog tags, mosquito repellent, salt tablets, rations, water, and, of course, weapons.

Some of what they carried (humped) was partly a function of rank and/or field specialty, including the first lieutenant's compass, maps, and code books; the medics morphine, plasma, and surgical tape; and the radio man's PRC-25. It varied by mission: if the job was to destroy tunnel complexes, they carried blocks of pentrite high explosives, wiring, and detonators; if it took them into an area known to be heavily mined, they took turns humping a mine detector.

Personal individuality and superstition influenced the load. Rat Kiley carried brandy and M&Ms candy; Lieutenant Jimmy Cross had in his mouth for good luck a small, smooth pebble a girl back home had sent him; Dave Jensen included "a toothbrush, dental floss, and several hotel-sized bars of soap he'd stolen on R&R in Sydney, Australia; Ted Lavender carried tranquilizers to get him through the day; Henry Dobbins wore his girlfriend's panty hose into combat "wrapped around his neck as a comforter."

O'Brien gives or estimates the weight (your flak jacket weighed 6.7 lbs, a Claymore anti-personnel mine "3.5 pounds with its firing device," your M-16 assault rifle 8.2 pounds with its full magazine) of most of the things the men humped so you can get a pretty good idea of how physically ponderous was the load they carried when they were in the field.

This is all so well and interestingly written that it escapes the feeling of mere cataloging. But I began to wonder how O'Brien could stretch it out to fill up an entire book and, if that's what he was up to, how long he could hold my attention with it.

Not to worry. He had much more important things to tell about.

How does it feel to always believe you should have been smart enough to have somehow avoided being sent to this dreadful place in which you are very apt to die? To carry inside you the terror of a night patrol, when it's so dark you can't even see your comrades and you walk in dread of getting separated in a hostile environment? To be unable to forget the mistake you made that cost a comrade his life? To come to believe your enemy has supernatural powers that can make him appear where you least expect him and make him invulnerable to your best shots? To play over and over in your mind the occasion on which you were assigned to climb a tree and throw down the various parts of a comrade who'd stepped on a land mine? To know you lacked sufficient courage to take appropriate action at some critical point? To be aware that when you did take action, it was not because of nationalism or some grand idealism but simply because you'd have been embarrassed not to. To be haunted by the image of what was left of the first man you killed? To watch, in the middle of a just-destroyed village, a teenaged girl mindlessly dancing in front of the burn-out hut in which the other members of her family lie dead?

O'Brien deals with these questions and more in a series of stories in which he and the other men of his platoon were involved. Are they true? The reader is advised at the outset that "This is a work of fiction. Except for a few details regarding the author's own life, all the incidents, names, and characters are imaginary." The author contends, however, that what you imagine is true and what you dream is true are sometimes more true than what actually happened. At any rate, he was there, and I'm willing to accept that though the exact stories he relates may be fiction, they're based on things he really saw and felt.

I personally had no experience of this---or any---war, so I'll rely on the understanding of those who have had. The review of THE THINGS THEY CARRIED in The Veteran said "Go out and get this book and read it. Read it slowly and let O'Brien's masterful storytelling and his eloquent philosophizing about the nature of war wash over you."

Thursday, April 1, 2010

The Lotus Eaters by Tatjana Soli

The Lotus Eaters by Tatjana Soli
400 pages
Published March 2010 by St Martin's Press
Source: the publisher and TLC Book Tours

It is 1975 and the North Vietnamese Army is poised to enter Saigon. The Americans are leaving as fast as helicopters can land on the embassy to take them away. Helen Adams, a photojournalist, is desperate to get Linh, the Vietnamese man she is in love with, to the embassy and out of the country. Despite a terrible bullet wound, she is finally able to get him on board a helicopter but at the last minute realizes that she cannot leave. As Linh is on a ship headed away from his home land and Helen, it occurred to him:
"Over the years he had doubted her love, if that love could only exist in war, if she insisted on staying partly because their love was only possible in his own country. But now he knew that she did love him. Clear now that she was as dependent as any addict on the drug of war. He had underestimated the damage to her."
Helen had arrived in Vietnam in 1967, completely untrained as a photographer but desperately in need of finding some meaning to her brother's death there. But female photojournalists were almost non-existent and the male journalists, a sort of good-old boys club, and the military were not particularly eager to welcome her. She is expected to take human interest pictures and stay out of the combat zone. Instead, she connects with Sam Darrow, perhaps the least likely of the club to take her under his wing, and talks him into taking her out with him. When she freezes on her first mission, she becomes fiercely determined to prove herself and soon takes a picture that lands on the cover of LIFE magazine. She also find herself falling in love with the married Darrow who tries to teach Helen about the country and its people.
"There's one lesson of etiquette you need to learn here--never ask what happened to someone. The answer is usually bad."

"There's something lovely here, yet even as we look, even as we have contact with it, we change it."
Helen soon realizes that she needs to get Darrow out of the war zone but doesn't want to have to beg him to leave, fearing that he will always be resentful. He, meanwhile, continues to find reasons not to leave, knowing all the while that if she only asked him to leave, that he would. The longer each of them stays in the country, the harder it becomes to leave. When tragedy strikes, Helen turns to Linh, who cared for both Helen and Darrow.

The Vietnam war has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember--my dad watched the coverage on the CBS Evening News with Walter Cronkite every night. As I read this book, the images that were buried in my brain rushed to the front. Soli does a marvelous job of conveying the feel of Vietnam in that time, of painting a picture of that landscape and of making the reader see the reality of war in that place.
"Giant teak trunks blocked the sun, and the vegetation lay thick and snarled below: unseen animals crashed away through the brush while birds screamed overhead. A russet-colored dust floated in the air. The ground a springy compost that left behind perfect footprints. Helen thought of Hansel and Gretel leaving a trail. During the day the heat was so hot and thick it tasted green on the tongue, like swallowing a pond."
While this is a book set in a war and a love story, a number of them, actually, it is more the story about people living in a war.
"Before, there had been this small, shiny thing inside her that kept her immune from what was happening, and now she knew it had only been her ignorance, and she felt herself falling into a deep, dark sadness."
The book spans ten years and there are often jumps of weeks, and even months, in the story which can be a little jarring. There are a lot of characters and it was hard sometimes to remember who was who and to latch onto which characters were going to be the ones to attach to, which ones will play a more major role in the story. But that is the limit of the "faults" I found with this book.

This book took me a long time to read; I found myself taking a ridiculous amount of notes of wonderful things I wanted to share. When I finished, I realized that there was no way to share all of them, nor did I want to. You really need to read this beautiful book for yourself, particularly if you are of an age where you grew up aware of the Vietnam war.

Thanks to TLC Book Tours for including me on this tour. For other reviews, please visit:
Thursday, March 18th: Book Club Classics!
Friday, March 19th: Musings of a Bookish Kitty
Monday, March 22nd: Feminist Review
Tuesday, March 23rd: Reading, Writing, and Retirement
Wednesday, March 24th: Caribousmom – review
Wednesday, March 24th: Caribousmom – author guest post
Thursday, March 25th: Word Lily
Friday, March 26th: Bookfoolery and Babble
Monday, March 29th: My Friend Amy
Wednesday, March 31st: Books and Movies
Thursday, April 1st: Lit and Life
Friday, April 2nd: Luxury Reading
Monday, April 5th: Suko’s Notebook
Tuesday, April 6th: One Person’s Journey Through a World of Books
Wednesday, April 7th: Diary of an Eccentric
Thursday, April 8th: Happy Lotus
Friday, April 9th: At Home With Books
Monday, April 12th: Savvy Verse and Wit
Monday, April 13th: A High and Hidden Place