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The Things They Carried
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Technically speaking, The Things They Carried is extremely well-written. O'Brien is a good, tight writer who knows how to weave a story. But even while I admire his style and technique, I am put off by the emptiness and moral vacuum he leaves when his machine guns and grenades finish ripping open your insides. While I wasn't looking for Sunday school platitudes from a book about Vietnam, I was looking for some reason, some sense which he could bring to bear after twenty years of writing and reflecting on his experiences there. Instead what I found was a collection of disjointed stories full of nihilism, gore, G.I. trashy talk, suffering and torture.
There's no arguing about the ramifications of war, the terror, the destruction and the loss. And perhaps I should end there. That's what the book is about. Full stop. After twenty years, the author, who actually didn't have it nearly so badly as many who went to Vietnam, is still trying to come to grips with what he saw, felt and did. He writes that men killed and died because they were embarrassed not to, that telling/writing about his experiences heals him and helps him forgive himself. And yet, it seems clear that he still hasn’t healed and doesn't forgive himself. At one point he confesses that the bravest thing on earth sometimes is just to sit through the night and feel the cold in your bones. There are these isolated pockets � or nuggets � of wisdom to be found in this book. But still he credits the wrong source for his insights and continues along his own weary path. For O’Brien, story is the god at whose altar he worships, but so far at least, his god hasn’t lived up to expectation.
Maybe twenty years isn't enough. Maybe Vietnam wasn't enough. Maybe all the books he can ever write won’t be enough.
There's no arguing about the ramifications of war, the terror, the destruction and the loss. And perhaps I should end there. That's what the book is about. Full stop. After twenty years, the author, who actually didn't have it nearly so badly as many who went to Vietnam, is still trying to come to grips with what he saw, felt and did. He writes that men killed and died because they were embarrassed not to, that telling/writing about his experiences heals him and helps him forgive himself. And yet, it seems clear that he still hasn’t healed and doesn't forgive himself. At one point he confesses that the bravest thing on earth sometimes is just to sit through the night and feel the cold in your bones. There are these isolated pockets � or nuggets � of wisdom to be found in this book. But still he credits the wrong source for his insights and continues along his own weary path. For O’Brien, story is the god at whose altar he worships, but so far at least, his god hasn’t lived up to expectation.
Maybe twenty years isn't enough. Maybe Vietnam wasn't enough. Maybe all the books he can ever write won’t be enough.
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Read "Flags of Our Fathers" and see what James Bradley went through on Iwo Jima; he never even talked about what he saw or suffered the rest of his life. Check my ratings for "Flags of Our Fathers" and "Killer Angels". I gave both of them 5 stars. James Bradley didn't even consider himself a hero. My father-in-law is the same way. He saw plenty in 'Nam but he just felt he was doing his duty; he also knows that God heals and forgives.
I am very sorry for all those who suffered in Vietnam and all the other wars our country has been engaged in -- as well as the one we are currently fighting.


You are SO right about the disgraceful way our Vets are treated! Sadly, history is repeating itself and the same thing is happening now to the soldiers returning from Iraq. Regardless of the reasons why we as a country are fighting in a war, we owe our undivided support to our armed forces.
Thank you for caring enough about the vets to comment! booklady

Granted, my opinion is biased by my extreme honor at being able to meet O'Brien and question him about this book for a short period of time. Also, I wrote a killer 3,000 word essay on "Sweetheard of the Song-Tra-Bong" that got me an A+ in the class. I feel somewhat indebted to it.

Thank you for your thoughtful comment on my review. I appreciate hearing this book was a positive influence for you. And I'm sure you do feel honored to have met the author. I, too, have met and had a few authors autograph my copies of their books. It is exciting and makes the book very special. I hope that I will keep that in mind as I reply to your comment.
3,000 words?! Wow! I'd be interested in reading that!
Perhaps you are right and O'Brien just did a really good job describing the meaninglessness of war. The book does make a very strong statement about war. I would agree with the statement that 'war is hell' except that I am a Roman Catholic Christian and I believe in a real Hell, but that is another debate for another time.
I'm hardly a proponent of war. I think it should always be a last resort for any nation/people. However, where I differ from O'Brien is in the belief of the pointlessness of his friend's deaths. No one who ever died for our country died a pointless death. And if you have faith, no death is ever a pointless death. 'No one has greater love than this, to lay down one's life for one's friends.' John 15:13 Think of Our Lord's death.
If you study the War Between the States -- which was a 1000 times bloodier than 'Nam -- and all the deaths from disease, lack of medical care, POW camps, incompetent generals, etc., you could say those men died for nothing. But they didn't. We don't know why they died--but their deaths served a purpose. And there have been many books written about that war which tell both the truth about the battles, the losses and include stories of comradeship, heroism, lessons learned as well as the incredible blunders. I have read such books and I was comparing TTTC to those books. That is why I rated it and reviewed it as I did.
However, if you wish to stick to the Vietnam War, at work my husband sits across from one of "the boat people", a man named Jimmy Vo (pronounced Va) who escaped from Vietnam during the Carter Administration so that is why he took the American name 'Jimmy'. He constantly fusses and fumes that we don't teach the Vietnam War in our schools; he says he is alive today because of the brave Americans who came, fought and died for him and others like him.
I don't know if that answers you, Greg or just muddies the water further. However, I do appreciate your comment very much. Thank you!
booklady


The Things They Carried was a well received book, praised by millions. Many applauded O’Brien’s unique style of writing and appreciated the mystery behind each story. However, one critic at goodreads.com begged to differ. He stated that The Things They Carried was well-written in a grammatical sense, but that the book was nothing more than a “collection of disjointed stories.� The critic claimed to be “put off by the emptiness and moral vacuum� of O’Brien’s apparent life altering experience. He further bashes O’Brien by calling the author a liar saying that O’Brien claims to have healed himself through his writing, when it “seems clear� that O’Brien has yet to get over his tragic past. I, however, completely disagree with the critic’s review of The Things They Carried.
It is true that O’Brien’s work was a collection of various stories and memories, but they were all connected because they all related back to the war in one form or another. Many of the chapters such as; “The Things They Carried,� “The Dentist,� and “The Man I Killed� were all set during the war itself. Other chapters to include “Love,� “On the Rainy River,� and “Field Trip� were about O’Brien’s thoughts and experiences before and after the war. O’Brien cleverly used these seemingly random recollections to help the reader understand how he was feeling at various points in his life and how each experience affected him. This raw honesty allowed the reader to connect with O’Brien on a more personal level. His stories enabled the reader to imagine his life and develop their own opinions and thoughts towards his actions. Thus resulting in a deeper connection between the author and his audience, one based on pure, unembellished emotion. It is apparent that the critic’s opinion about the story’s “emptiness� was due to his inability of establishing such a connection with O’Brien.
O’Brien was also declared a liar by the critical quack. Clearly the critic feels himself superior to the author if he has the nerve to say what O’Brien is or is not feeling. Throughout the book, O’Brien expresses his beliefs about the power of storytelling. He even provides examples with personal experiences. Linda, for instance, was his first love who unfortunately passed away at an extremely young age. O’Brien describes his feelings about her death and says by keeping her memory alive through stories he was able to better cope with the loss of his dear friend. The author continues with his therapeutic ways throughout his life to help endure various disappointments, primarily the war. O’Brien ends his book by telling the audience that he still uses the power of storytelling and is happily living his life. So unless the critic is some sort of omniscient being that knows things about O’Brien that no one else does, there is no logical reason for him to make such accusations, especially considering the fact that there is no evidence to support them.
It is obvious that the critic and I do not share the same opinions about The Things They Carried or O’Brien himself. Where the critic sees vacuity in O’Brien’s writing I see an abundance of raw emotion intertwined in pure literary genius. The air-headed critic should go back and read The Things They Carried again, this time with a more open mind and a more sympathetic heart towards O’Brien and the hardships that he has faced. Maybe then he would be able to appreciate The Things They Carried for what it really is; an insight into a tragic world he or I could only imagine.

Thank you for posting your response to my review. You make some excellent points in it. Since writing my review on The Things They Carried I have had some time to reflect on my own negativity in it. I usually don’t write such critical reviews…if anything I tend to be more the Pollyanna type…which anyone can see from reading a sample of my reviews. Therefore I can only wonder what it was about this book which struck such a nerve with me. So you are right that I probably should go back and reread the book with a more open mind, or maybe a more open heart. Who knows, maybe someday I will. I have also thought about pulling my negative review because of the anger it engenders in some people, but then I have met and corresponded with some very nice people here on goodreads as a result of this review if you read the comment/message traffic above. If I delete the review or alter its original substance those comments will be lost or become confusing/meaningless. The review has now taken on a life of its own if you will, for better or worse.
I still know that I had a very negative response to the author and to the book at the time and it was valid. My dislike of The Things They Carried is as valid as your liking it. Just because a book is ‘well received � praised by millions � (and many have) applauded O’Brien’s unique style of writing and appreciated the mystery behind each story� doesn’t mean I have to share their opinion, does it? I’m sure you would agree that a reader is entitled to form his/her own opinion of a book regardless of what anyone else sees as the book’s merits. That is the point of living in our free country—we have the right, ne the responsibility to think for ourselves. Where I was wrong, however, was in the unkind tone of my review. My writing was sarcastic and condescending and that is never called for in a review. I apologize for that. It was wrong to be rude. I was wrong.
Regardless of what we think of another person’s views we can always be civil. We can be better than civil; we can be decent and we should be. Well, that is what I believe, what I expect of myself.
Looking over my review I am more disappointed in my own writing than in Mr. O’Brien’s, because I try to hold myself to a higher standard—usually. I still believe that Mr. O’Brien is trying to find God in the wrong place, but I also believe that I was wrong too. In any event, I’m not responsible for Mr. O’Brien, only myself. Thank you for your comments and best of luck on your paper!

I read your review of this book and a few things jumped out at me.
Firstly, I LOVE that you read what your children are reading. If only more parents were as involved in their children's education. Secondly, I wondered about what it was exactly that you disliked about the book because you described O'Brien as a "good, tight writer who knows how to weave a story", but then you admonish him for producing "a collection of disjointed stories full of nihilism, gore, G.I. trashy talk, suffering and torture". Was it the way the book was written or was it O'Brien's response to the war that made this a less than stellar book in your opinion?
Please don't delete your review. It has definitely sparked debate and interest in this book and I think the majority of people on this site welcome both. I haven't read this yet, but after reading your review I definitely will. Perhaps we could have a better discussion at that point? I'd also be curious in reading other reviews you've posted.
Sincerely,
Shannon

Totally agree with your comment regarding reading the books your kids are assigned. I pick and choose, but in the last couple of years have read several terrific books my highschoolers were assigned to include: Ender's Game, Huck Finn, Frankenstein, and Siddharta. I enjoyed them all and it made for some great dinner conversation.

As a high school teacher, I would kill for parents that got involved and got their kids excited about reading. Kudos to you for jumping in with your kids! There are so many wonderful worlds to explore in the pages of a book that I sometimes curse technology for taking away such precious time in the lives of our kids. Part of the reason I teach is to learn along with my students (in essence I get paid to learn, 'tis a great life).
P.S. I'm now intrigued with Joseph Conrad and will have to read your "namesake"!

Reading with my kids has been great fun and a learning experience. One thing I love about sharing thier assigned books, is getting feedback on thier classroom discussions. I feel like I am auditing the class and getting a free-education. I would have never selected Frankenstein to read, but I loved it.
I really enjoyed Conrad's Nostromo. I read a Foriegn Affairs article ten years ago and it said that Nostromo is still the best treatise on Imperialism and its effects indiginous peoples. The book is named after the hero, an Italian Sailor called Nostromo.
Thanks for your noble profession. I am passionate about reading and am encouraged by teachers who pass on that passion to the next generation of readers.

To answer your question a few posts back, it wasn't so much O'Brien's writing I took issue with, although my own way of saying/writing what I meant obviously left a lot to be desired, i.e., I was not clear. What I was trying to point out was something I admire so much in others and struggle so much to achieve myself and that is, not to let the circumstances of my life, however bad they may be, turn me negative, bitter, angry or resentful. The people I admire the most, and they are almost universally acknowledged by the world to be heroes, are those who rise above the most dire events, whether they be seemingly pointless wars, seemingly senseless suffering, seemingly brutal slavery, or any other type of torture known to mankind. It isn't what happens to us in this life, it's what we do with it. Do we use the pain as a lesson to help us grow stronger so that we may in turn help others face their struggles, or do we call it a waste and become negative? I'm not naive. I know there are things which do seem beyond hopeful explanation and look seemingly pointless, but I still hang on to the beliefs 'that which does not kill me, makes me stronger' and, 'tomorrow is another day.'
The long answer to your question is that it's been so many years since the war, I would have hoped Mr. O'Brien would have been able to move on, to take what the war taught him and also what Life has taught him since that time. It's been awhile now since I read the book but as I recall he seemed caught in that timeperiod. My response to the book at the time was anger, because my children were being forced to read the book, when I thought there were better books they could read, books with positive messages, books which inspire young people and instill values and moral behavior, reinforcing what parents are trying to teach at home. But ... tomorrow is another day and there's always hope ... until there's no hope.

Thank you for your thoughtful response. I realized, after I had posted, that your review was some time ago. I went out and bought the book yesterday and I intend on reading it as soon as I can. I agree with you that it takes a much stronger individual to rise above the raw deal life may have dealt them, than to wallow in the mire (I may have assumed a bit in that statement, but that's how I interpreted your comments). It's interesting to know that perhaps the book isn't exactly what it has been touted to be- I will read it with a different perspective now.
Hmm, what grade level was this book assigned to and what was the purpose or end result of the assignment? I find it odd that this would be a required reading. I do agree that there are probably countless other books out there that kids would benefit more from reading.

My younger daughter, also read the book as a part of her English III class, her sophomore year. She had students in her class ranging in ages from 15 to 17. I had never discussed the book with her, as I had with my older daughter, but as soon as I mentioned it, she made a face and said she didn't like it at all. She said she thought the author was whiney and needed to 'get over it'. She said the consensus of her entire class had been one of impatience and irritation with the book and author. So there you go ... I'm always learning as mom!

"I won't say it but I'll think it. ...she wasn't listening.
It wasn't a war story. It was a love story."
-- TIM O'BRIEN, The Things They Carried,
New York 1990, pp.91


Thank you again for your review. It was an encouragement to me.

Agree with comments above. Your review has generated a lot of interesting discussion. I urge you to keep it posted. Thanks for your insights.
I have a quote on my wall from Tim O'Brien that starts with "Forty-three years old, and the war occurred half a lifetime ago, and yet the remembering makes it now." Seeing how it has impacted you, Booklady, a veteran officer, I find that quote to be more telling.
I certainly can't say what O'Brien was trying to do in this book other than to tell stories. You are probably not off that he is looking to heal something within himself at the same time. For those of us who were not there, who have not served, it conveys some of that knowledge so that it can be "remembered" and not forgotten. Philip Caputo does the same. Not that I am super interested in reading GI trash talk or real life horror, but if that is what happened then we need to know.
You cite "Flags of Our Fathers" as a good war read. I agree in the sense that I was exposed to a part of WWII that had been for whatever reason, glazed over during any of my WWII history courses. Now I want to learn more about the Pacific War. But that book drove me crazy because I thought the writing was so poor. It was too bad that Bradley didn't have the writing skills of O'Brien and Caputo because that story was simply amazing. What his father and fellow soldiers had to go through. I cannot imagine.
I certainly can't say what O'Brien was trying to do in this book other than to tell stories. You are probably not off that he is looking to heal something within himself at the same time. For those of us who were not there, who have not served, it conveys some of that knowledge so that it can be "remembered" and not forgotten. Philip Caputo does the same. Not that I am super interested in reading GI trash talk or real life horror, but if that is what happened then we need to know.
You cite "Flags of Our Fathers" as a good war read. I agree in the sense that I was exposed to a part of WWII that had been for whatever reason, glazed over during any of my WWII history courses. Now I want to learn more about the Pacific War. But that book drove me crazy because I thought the writing was so poor. It was too bad that Bradley didn't have the writing skills of O'Brien and Caputo because that story was simply amazing. What his father and fellow soldiers had to go through. I cannot imagine.



I don't have a good recommendation for a book from that era for your son; but I am going to check out the book, The Best and the Brightest, as an intriguing adult read. Will still keep my eyes and ears open for something for younger readers as the school year progresses and I meet with teachers and librarians.



Here is a book which was specifically written for young adults from the critically acclaimed series, , for young men: The Journal of Patrick Seamus Flaherty: United States Marine Corps, Khe Sanh, Vietnam, 1968 with a for you and your teachers. There is a companion series, , for young woman, which actually came first and is also excellent. They are fictional characters but based on solid historical research and I think most responsible parents would agree these are more suitable for young people. My school librarian tells me there are several more books for young boys about Vietnam and she'll get me a list when school gets underway. Hope this helps!

I'm obviously quite late to this discussion and haven't even read the book, so I'm not in best place to offer insight. But this quote from your daughter makes me want to cry. The sad fact is that no one who wasn't there will ever understand it. The ones who were there never understood it. But even if it's a complete load of codswallop, your daughter should understand (or be helped to understand) that calling the author "whiney" is terribly disrespectful and insensitive. There are some things that some people simply cannot "get over" (ask my grandfather, who at 87 has never in his adult life had a week's sleep where he did not wake up screaming). There is no reason to encourage others - even implicitly - in ignorance or callousness.


Jason, I have not read that book. Right now it's not on my horizon but I'll recommend it to my hubby who loves to read good military/war reads. I can ask him to get back with you if you like.
For those who love our Vietnam vets, I recommend you check out the virtual wall at:
One of my favorite entries was this one: Army SFC James H. Zumbrun of Manchester, Maryland, was killed on January 10, 1970, when his observation plane was shot down in Vietnam.
"He was over there by choice," said his father Champ Zumbrun of his son, a former Carroll County soccer star. "He didn't have to be there. He said we have to do it. This is the place we have to be".
James was a Silver Star recipient and member of the elite Green Berets and was on his third voluntary tour of duty in Vietnam at the time of his death at the age of 26.
He had joined the Special Forces shortly after graduation from North Carroll High School in 1961. He was decorated more than a dozen times, receiving in addition to the Silver Star and Bronze Star with two oak leaf clusters with "V" device, the Purple Heart with two oak clusters, the Air Medal with oak leaf cluster, the Army Commendation medal with oak leaf cluster, the Navy Unit Commendation Medal, the Vietnamese Cross of Gallantry with palm, the Master Parachutist medal, the Combat Infantry Badge, the Ranger School badge and the Good Conduct Medal. His Silver Star citation read that the sergeant had
“Distinguished himself by exceptionally valorous actions March 13, 1968, as Special Forces adviser to a Vietnamese reconnaissance team. When moving through dense jungle, his patrol came in contact with an enemy platoon. He quickly placed fire on the enemy force. Outnumbered and drawing fire from three sides, he directed the withdrawal of the patrol, remaining behind to cover his comrades. Joining the other patrol members, he directed them to an extraction landing zone. With the enemy within 20 meters, he braved fire to protect the recovery helicopter and to direct gunships and airstrikes on enemy positions. As the last three patrol members were being hoisted into the recovery aircraft, the landing zone began receiving intense enemy fire. Zumbrun, realizing the aircraft and remaining patrol members were in grave danger, dropped 30 feet to the ground, enabling the aircraft to withdraw undamaged. A second recovery helicopter arrived and he was successfully extracted.�
Thank you and God bless you James! May Our Heavenly Father reward you—and all your fallen comrades—as only He knows how to do!
I think everything that upset you about this book was intended: the feelings of meaninglessness, the lack of morality, the inability to move on. This was the point, and therefore the fact that you were unsettled means that the book was successful and deserves more credit than you gave it. O'Brien made you feel, and even making you feel discomfort has value as art.


Andrew, I'm glad this book -- and the stories of these men -- helped you imagine men serving in more recent conflicts like Iraq and Afghanistan and their burdens and the sense of gratitude this brought you. God bless you and all who serve our country! bl


The decency of the Vietnamese people is also suggested by O'Brien's depictions of characters such as the Buddhist monks or the old man who led them through the minefield.




You were a Major! I was a mere Private who was afraid of guns, ha! - Anyway, very interesting review, have nothing to add to all the above, other than if you continue writing on such subjects, you'll never have time to read anything else due to your habit of answering each and every comment - and your replies are so pertinent and thoughtful.
You're something of a treasure. Don't mean to embarrass you, or to imply you are singular in some manner (even if I think you are).
Sorry, I can't say anything without qualifying it.
You're something of a treasure. Don't mean to embarrass you, or to imply you are singular in some manner (even if I think you are).
Sorry, I can't say anything without qualifying it.

Thank you for your kind words dear friends. Have closed off my comments now to all but GR friends because I don't have time as you say. Still, I did think it was important in the beginning to reply to those who made thoughtful and serious comments. Read this book and wrote the review back when my younger daughter was still in high school ... so many years ago I can hardly remember it. Probably wouldn’t have read it if it hadn’t been required reading for her English class. After I read it, I gave it to my husband, Bear—also an AF vet and a retired Colonel, to get his perspective. His father, Julius (Jude) served two tours in Vietnam when Bear was growing up. When he was just a boy, my husband used to get teased by kids (“Where’s your dad?�) because his father was away fighting in an unpopular war. Bear rated this book 1 also and wouldn’t give it to his father to read because he knew Dad wouldn’t read it. My Dad, Jude, happens to believe he served his country, whatever else anyone says to the contrary. So do we.
Not a treasure. Just love my family and country like most folks.
