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March 2, 2013

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Christopher Ruth

This book is sub-par Saunders, which doesn't mean it's not good, but it's a lot less good than [i]Pastoralia[/i], which is still his best. The "When are you going to bring me back?" at the end of the vet story is a perfect summation of a story that could have just been written by someone who saw a TV movie about a Vietnam vet and recycled it for the Gulf War (or whichever), and his sentimental side really gets the upper hand in this one. At his best he's great, but that's never been the majority of the time, and here he is rarely even very good, although he's still really entertaining, and I'll still read the next one.

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