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Posted February 20, 2012
recommended, but not for the squeamish
unlike her first engrossing memoir of growing up a white child in Africa, the author expresses more emotion and opinion in this tale of a journey thru old war zones with an ex-Rhodesian soldier. insightful though not comprehensive look at post-colonial Africa, the main story is her travelling companion's edgey mental state, that connects with our current American vets struggling with PTSD. In a chilling scene, the author is sharing sleeping quarters with 3 former soldiers, and is awakened repeatedly when each and all of them scream out in the night from war terrors 20 years old. I'm looking forward to reading her third and newst book.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 10, 2004
Richly painted, haunting, humorous and timely
Satisfying and captivating. This is a haunting, yet beautifully textured, continuation of Fuller's younger life memoired in 'Don't Let's Go to The Dog's Tonight'. After skimming over seven years of living the fat life in the US she's drawn back to the raw life of her African childhood to research the wars which raged on around her youth. She encounters soldiers reluctant to reveal the realities of being a warrior, including her father. Bo's faced with a new understanding of her own history, the people she's left behind and of the war torn Africa (specifically former Rhodesia and Mozambique) that was beyond understanding as a child. Though this isn't meant to be a history lesson in itself, however, it's timely; considering the HIV epidemic and the many conflicts currently raging round the globe, the attitudes of those that start wars, and how wars effect so many for so long. Her travels are written with the eyes of a painter along with humerous, soulful, philosophical observations of what it is to be human here on earth. It's all here; love and longing, fear and hatred, courage and bravado, depression and abuse, faith and endurance, peace and tranquilty: and advice from Alexadra Fuller's father, 'Don't look back so much or you'll get wiped out on the tree in front of you'. We're left wondering if Fuller has learned the lessons from her travels with a soldier that are obvious to the reader regarding accountability and volnerabilty. I missed the unapologetic observations she's famous for regarding her view of her role in this journey. Fuller finds herself, however, unapologetically halfway around the world from her husband and children with some pretty questionable characters and claims she is the same person she was at the beginning of her travels. I loved this book but I can't help but feel it's a memoir written too close to real time to be completely told. I'm not sure if she hit the tree or not but maybe that was her intention. Read it and decide.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted February 28, 2011
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