My Dear, I Wanted to Tell You
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Also the vast conspiracy of silence that was preserved by those fighting to protect the people they were fighting for.
It seemed to Purefoy that if your legs are shot to pieces no one expects you to keep going, but if your nerve, the machinery of your self-control is shot to pieces, they do.Not having that background also made it difficult to see what the motive was for what the characters do throughout the book. Another aspect of the book that I really liked is the information about some of the surgeries that were performed during this time. As the years pass, Riley and Nadine become particularly close and by the time they are in their late teens, and the First World War has begun, they have fallen in love with one another.
It's interesting to see how different people react and how others must realize a monster on the outside does not necessarily mean a monster inside. A war-time novel is meant to move you, but it’s the mark of a truly great novel that stays with you long after you’ve read the last line. In addition, there's Riley's commanding officer, Peter Locke, and his wife, Julia, and Peter's cousin, Rose.
I could completely empathize with Riley Purefoy, the protagonist, and I understand why he made the choices he did.
And there are two witchy witchy mothers that would seem monstrously misogynist if written by a man -- Young's gentle touch fails her there. Until I was almost half way through this book, I was thinking There's not much point in reading this, as the title says it all.To calculate the overall star rating and percentage breakdown by star, we don’t use a simple average. and how they both fell for each other and want to do their best but then the soilder is always haunted by his past experiences in d battle . J'ai adoré ce livre qui raconte avec beaucoup de justesse et de finesse la problématique des classes sociales dans l'Angleterre d'avant guerre.
Certaines scènes où Rose ou Nadine, la "fiancée" de Riley, elle aussi infirmière, réconfortent les soldats revenus du front me faisaient penser à "Atonement" d'Ian McEwan. The technical descriptions of the facial surgery, the emotional descriptions of the despair of young men who found themselves turned into monsters by one bullet or bomb were deeply moving. She becomes pregnant, bears him a son, and, flounders, unable to mother the boy—her own mother takes him away—or to do anything useful to help Locke who spirals down, becoming an alcoholic.
A couple of reviewers here were QUITE put off by a one-paragraph description of gay sex and the occasional use of the "f word. And now My Dear I Wanted To Tell You, her fourth novel for adults, is set amid the desperation of the first world war.