This was a tedious and repetitive novel that I brought me great joy to finish only because I had been tortured by its monotony for 42 agonizing chapters. The author attempts to lampoon the idiocy of war by constructing an environment were every character is unrealistically moronic. It has the depth of plot of "I Love Lucy", and the dialog of "Gomer Pile". Wading through the chapters of dialog between intellectually challenged characters was like watching Abbott and Costello's "Who's on First" 42 times in a row. I can't understand why this book has been praised by critics, but than again, I am not a sophomoric pseudo intellectual with unrealized aspirations and authority issues, otherwise reading such a book might make me feel better about myself.
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