The poetic, heart breaking honesty shown by this author as he struggles to find the meaning behind random chance, best intention and inevitable human failure is both gorgeous and haunting.
The man reading captures this fantastic reverence.
This is a must listen.
It is a very sentimental story of the Iraq war. However, it lacks some authenticity that only comes with actually experiencing the war first hand. It's a good story but some of the fine details feel very "Hollywood". I guess I am just being overly critical.
Faced with mindless duty, when an audio book player slips into a rear pocket and mini buds pop into ears, old is made new again.
Kevin Powers is a thirty-something, first-book’ author that explains what it is like to be a soldier in combat. Powers recreates war experience in Iraq and shows how combat affects a soldier’s life. “The Yellow Birds”’title comes from a boot-camp’ marching song but is about more than a walking cadence mnemonic; i.e. yellow symbolizes cowardice—its symptoms of fear, self-loathing, and death. Powers’ book-title presages yellowness in his story of war.
“The Yellow Birds” tells the story of how combat affects soldiers; i.e. it explains how heroes can become villains, how cowards can become heroes, and how every soldier is scarred by the experience of battle. War is a mess of contradictions that confuse the mind, torture the truth, and leave soldiers, parents, children, and friends alone, often broken-spirited, and sometimes broken-hearted.
As Bertrand Russell said, “War does not determine who is right—only who is left.”
nothing. this book recycles elements from the movie Platoon, and other war stories.
The recycled war cliches. The tough gritty sergeant. The naive private. The sharply dressed general who only visits the front lines for a pep talk. Mostly, this book is just another sob story about how bad war is, and loss of innocence and all that nonsense. First of all, Iraq wasnt that bad compared to other wars. Second, believe it or not, getting shot at is fun. Killing people who tried to kill you is fun. The rush and brotherhood with your friends is something that lasts a lifetime. I'm an Afghanistan veteran (2 combat deployments with the Marines) and I can tell you for sure that no one was whining like Powers' characters, before, during, or after deployment. We weren't gung ho either, but this book just propagates the notion that war is this terrible ordeal in which everyone comes out psychologically damaged. Definetely NOT recomended
Forensic Psychologist in Northern California
I never listen to books twice
The narrator, he was honest and deep thinking.
The scene in the German bar.
Again, the narrator.
Reads like poetry without the self-indulgence. One of the most evocative books I've ever read.
The reader was clear and into the story.
The emotion of living the story.
This is a great listen for those who feel that the Iraq / Afghanistan wars should continue and what a lost cause this era and wars have been. I am an 81 year listener and find the story very emotional and real.
The book's prose is lyrical, and the book depicts the alienating and isolating experiences of war in a way that is convincing (to me). The authorial voice is a powerful one.
The inevitably brutal ending is awful and and convincing and yet, from a purely plot mechanics point of view, I was left wondering what just happened.
The narrator is excellent. More from him, please.
I found the author's multiplicity and overuse of adverbs and adjectives draining and felt like his editor has stretched a good short story or novella into a "book". I also don't agree with the high ratings if this book is compared to some of the true classics of both fiction and non-fiction in this genre. (War by Sebastian Junger, Blackhawk Down, Matterhorn, The Things They Carried, Unbroken, The Thin Red Line, Das Boot)
This is an meaningful story that is sad and needed. However enjoyable which is more often than not, I find there are times where the flourish of verbiage is tiresome. Could be an unrestrained first novel sort of thing or weak editing.