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Tuesday, 02 September 2008

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Thank you for this review of one of my favorite all time novels (well, actually I love the whole trilogy...but Regenerations is what makes you want to read the others). I agree that, while she doesn't shy away from the particularly nasty horrors of WWI combat, Barker doesn't dwell there. And you are right in describing the centrality of Rivers' relationship to these broken soldiers. Have you read any of Barker's more recent work? I haven't...simply because I'm so afraid it won't measure up. But I have Life Class on my September list...and I've heard good things. ~ Thanks, too, for the recommendation of Levi's book, and thanks to glo for hers on Gadda's. I wonder if the latter has been translated? Finally, just wanting to say that you have a very fine blog here. I'll definitely be back. Thanks! ~sadie

Thank you for this review of one of my favorite all time novels (well, actually I love the whole trilogy...but Regenerations is what makes you want to read the others). I agree that, while she doesn't shy away from the particularly nasty horrors of WWI combat, Barker doesn't dwell there. And you are right in describing the centrality of Rivers' relationship to these broken soldiers. Have you read any of Barker's more recent work? I haven't...simply because I'm so afraid it won't measure up. But I have Life Class on my September list...and I've heard good things. ~ Thanks, too, for the recommendation of Levi's book, and thanks to glo for hers on Gadda's. I wonder if the latter has been translated? Finally, just wanting to say that you have a very fine blog here. I'll definitely be back. Thanks! ~sadie

I've got Regeneration in the TBR pile, I enjoyed your review so must get to it soon.

I've read and admire If this be man/The Truce by Primo Levi. I will look out for Moments of Reprieve.

What you wrote here reminds me of an Italian book called "Il castello di Udine" (the castle of Udine) by Carlo Emilio Gadda. It is one of the most poignant books I read about WW1. Gadda tells about his hard daily life as a war prisoner in North Italy; some of his companions are badly wounded, some try to survive, others are quite passive, unaware or indifferent. He doesn't give us dreadful and down-to-earth details about what he esperienced but the reader can just imagine how hard it could have been mentally and physically.
He tells in particular about a brilliant young mathematician who is part of the group and they discuss difficult equations to kill time. This young man won't survive and Gadda feels so desperate about this wasted talent that you can yourself just feel equally compassionate.
Of course, they are young and they also make fun of each other; for some reason that I don't remember Gadda refuses to shave his beard and this lead to endless jokes and discussions.
On a less dark note, in this book Gadda invented a fake editor who allowed him to comment himself his own work and write notes on his text, which is also enjoyable to read. This is the only time I saw such a thing happen but Gadda was a real erudite and his notes are rather helpful for his readers.

You can visit Craiglockhart Hospital (which is now part of Napier University ) and see the War Poets Exhibition there: http://www2.napier.ac.uk/warpoets/
and
http://sites2.scran.ac.uk/Warp/index.htm

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