1000 Books In 10 Years; Vol. 89: The Wars, by Timothy Findley

Timothy Findley’s The Wars is a romanticised version of the violence of WWI. It has too many problems concerning narrative to hold together. It is at once an omnipresent narrator, then a unreliable narrator, then diary entries of a 12-year-old girl who writes with the fluidity and vocabulary of a person with a Master’s Degree, and then a detached narrator who stops the narration to add bits of information for the reader. It regurgitates clichéd tidbits on information about WWI (they had to piss on cloth and breath through if they didn’t have gas masks? What? Wow… that would be almost interesting if I hadn’t HEARD IT 5000 TIMES ALREADY!!!!!) and tries to package them up as if they were fresh ingenuity or the application of trivial knowledge. There are times when the prose is working, but there are too many holes in this homo-erotic wet dream of a boat for it to float.

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Jason John Horn is a writer and critic who recently completed his Master's in English Literature at the University of Windsor. He has composed a play, a novella and a number of short stories and satirical essays.

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