James Jones, "World War II"
Ballantine Books | 1977 | ISBN: 0345254287 | 343 pages | PDF | 34,9 MB
Ballantine Books | 1977 | ISBN: 0345254287 | 343 pages | PDF | 34,9 MB
fought it . . . WWII will bring the memories flooding back; for the student of that global conflict and
for the general readers … a vivid, highly instructive capsule course in what happened during
those dramatic 44-plus months."
—Philadelphia Bulletin
"A book that really matters . . . What Jones has done … is quite simply to make the event come
fully alive again."
—The New York Times
"AMAZING . . . with his inimitable bent for realism, his perception and his combat infantry experiences in the
South Pacific, he has somehow managed to write about the whole war, in ail its far-flung theatres, and with
its entire cast of combatants . . . brilliantly illuminated with samples of the finest combat art to come out of
the war., . SHOULD BE MADE REQUIRED READING."
—Cleveland Press
"AN EXPERT, ELOQUENT PERSONAL REMEMBRANCE OF BATTLES PAST, what it felt like to live each
day as possibly one's last, what it felt like to go into battle, and finally what it felt like to get hit . . . WRITTEN
BY ONE OF THE BEST COMBAT NOVELISTS OF OUR TIME."
—San Francisco Examiner & Chronicle
"OPULENT DESIGN . . . STRIKING GRAPHICS . . . JONES' BEST WRITING IN YEARS."
—John Barkham Reviews
"Spectacular and revealing."
—National Observer
"COMBAT, AS IT APPEARED TO GIs WHO DODGED BULLETS AND WATCHED THEIR COMRADES DIE,
IS BRILLIANTLY PORTRAYED . . . pictures, almost all done on or near the scenes of action, dominate the
book … an antidote to the hundreds of books about the war which have been written by generals and
politicians."
—New York Daily News
"Anyone who truly wants to better understand [our] civilization ought to read it."
—Providence Journal
"ANYTIME HE WRITES OF WAR YOU CAN SMELL THE GUNSMOKE. A book like this was needed to
remind us 35 years later what it was like … A REMARKABLE ACHIEVEMENT."
—James Michener
"THIS MAY BE JONES' GREAT CONTRIBUTION TO THE HISTORY OF WAR."
—New Haven Register
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