Matterhorn: A Novel of the Vietnam War

Matterhorn: A Novel of the Vietnam War

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by Karl Marlantes

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Intense, powerful, and compelling, Matterhorn is an epic war novel in the tradition of Norman Mailer’s The Naked and the Dead and James Jones’s The Thin Red Line. It is the timeless story of a young Marine lieutenant, Waino Mellas, and his comrades in Bravo Company, who are dropped into the mountain jungle of Vietnam as boys and forced…  See more details below


Intense, powerful, and compelling, Matterhorn is an epic war novel in the tradition of Norman Mailer’s The Naked and the Dead and James Jones’s The Thin Red Line. It is the timeless story of a young Marine lieutenant, Waino Mellas, and his comrades in Bravo Company, who are dropped into the mountain jungle of Vietnam as boys and forced to fight their way into manhood. Standing in their way are not merely the North Vietnamese but also monsoon rain and mud, leeches and tigers, disease and malnutrition. Almost as daunting, it turns out, are the obstacles they discover between each other: racial tension, competing ambitions, and duplicitous superior officers. But when the company finds itself surrounded and outnumbered by a massive enemy regiment, the Marines are thrust into the raw and all-consuming terror of combat. The experience will change them forever. 

Written by a highly decorated Marine veteran over the course of thirty years, Matterhorn is a spellbinding and unforgettable novel that brings to life an entire world—both its horrors and its thrills—and seems destined to become a classic of combat literature.

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Karl Marlantes' 2010 debut Matterhorn was a Discover Great New Writers selection and a Barnes & Noble fiction bestseller. Now this former Marine Corps officer and Rhodes Scholar follows up that Vietnam war novel with an awe-striking nonfiction book about the experience of combat and its often traumatic aftermath. Drawing deeply on his own combat experiences, he describes the whirlwinds of emotions and almost instantaneous life-and-death decision-making that modern warfare entails. This is a powerful book that cuts across party and ideological lines. Editor's recommendation.

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Chapter One

Mellas stood beneath the gray monsoon clouds on the narrow strip of cleared ground between the edge of the jungle and the relative safety of the perimeter wire. He tried to focus on counting the other thirteen Marines of the patrol as they emerged single file from the jungle, but exhaustion made focusing difficult. He also tried, unsuccessfully, to shut out the smell of the shit, which sloshed in the water that half-filled the open latrine pits above him on the other side of the wire. Rain dropped from the lip of his helmet, fell past his eyes, and spattered onto the satiny olive cloth that held the armor plating of his cumbersome new flak jacket. The dark green T-shirt and boxer shorts that his mother had dyed for him just three weeks ago clung to his skin, heavy and clammy beneath his camouflage utility jacket and trousers. He knew there would be leeches clinging to his legs, arms, back, and chest beneath his wet clothes, even though he couldn't feel them now. It was the way with leeches, he mused. They were so small and thin before they started sucking your blood that you rarely felt them unless they fell on you from a tree, and you never felt them piercing your skin. There was some sort of natural anesthetic in their saliva. You would discover them later, swollen with blood, sticking out from your skin like little pregnant bellies.

When the last Marine entered the maze of switchbacks and crude gates in the barbed wire, Mellas nodded to Fisher, the squad leader, one of three who reported to him. "Eleven plus us three," he said. Fisher nodded back, put his thumb up in agreement, and entered the wire. Mellas followed him, trailed by his radio operator, Hamilton.

The patrol emerged from the wire, and the young Marines climbed slowly up the slope of the new fire support base, FSB Matterhorn, bent over with fatigue, picking their way around shattered stumps and dead trees that gave no shelter. The verdant underbrush had been hacked down with K-bar knives to clear fields of fire for the defensive lines, and the jungle floor, once veined with rivulets of water, was now only sucking clay.

The thin, wet straps of Mellas's two cotton ammunition bandoleers dug into the back of his neck, each with the weight of twenty fully loaded M-16 magazines. These straps had rubbed him raw. All he wanted to do now was get back to his hooch and take them off, along with his soaking boots and socks. He also wanted to go unconscious. That, however, wasn't possible. He knew he would finally have to deal with the nagging problem that Bass, his platoon sergeant, had laid on him that morning and that he had avoided by using the excuse of leaving on patrol. A black kid-he couldn't remember the name; a machine gunner in Third Squad-was upset with the company gunnery sergeant, whose name he couldn't remember either. There were forty new names and faces in Mellas's platoon alone, and almost 200 in the company, and black or white they all looked the same. It overwhelmed him. From the skipper right on down, they all wore the same filthy tattered camouflage, with no rank insignia, no way of distinguishing them. All of them were too thin, too young, and too exhausted. They all talked the same, too, saying fuck, or some adjective, noun, or adverb with fuck in it, every four words. Most of the intervening three words of their conversations dealt with unhappiness about food, mail, time in the bush, and girls they had left behind in high school. Mellas swore he'd succumb to none of it.

This black kid wanted out of the bush to have his recurrent headaches examined, and some of the brothers were stirring things up in support. The gunnery sergeant thought the kid was malingering and should have his butt kicked. Then another black kid refused to have his hair cut and people were up in arms about that. Mellas was supposed to be fighting a war. No one at the Basic School had said he'd be dealing with junior Malcolm X's and redneck Georgia crackers. Why couldn't the Navy corpsmen just decide shit like whether headaches were real or not? They were supposed to be the medical experts. Did the platoon commanders on Iwo Jima have to deal with crap like this?

As Mellas plodded slowly up the hill, with Fisher next to him and Hamilton automatically following with the radio, he became embarrassed by the sound his boots made as they pulled free of the mud, fearing that it would draw attention to the fact that they were still shiny and black. He quickly covered for this by complaining to Fisher about the squad's machine gunner, Hippy, making too much noise when Fisher had asked for the machine gun to come to the head of the small column because the point man thought he'd heard movement. Just speaking about the recent near-encounter with an enemy Mellas had not yet seen started his insides humming again, the vibration of fear that was like a strong electric potential with no place to discharge. Part of him was relieved that it had been a near miss but another part acted peeved that the noise might have cost them an opportunity for action, and this peevishness in turn irked Fisher.

When they reached the squad's usual position in the company lines, Mellas could see that Fisher could barely contain his own annoyance by the way he nearly threw to the ground the three staves he'd cut for himself and a couple of friends while out on the patrol. These staves were raw material for short-timer's sticks, elaborately carved walking sticks, roughly an inch and a half in diameter and three to five feet long. Some were simple calendars, others works of folk art. Each stick was marked in a way that showed how many days its owner had survived on his thirteen-month tour of duty and how many days were left to go. Mellas had also been anxious about the sound Fisher had made cutting the three staves with a machete, but he had said nothing. He was still in a delicate position: nominally in charge of the patrol, because he was the platoon commander, but until he was successfully broken in he was also under the orders of Lieutenant Fitch, the company commander, to do everything Fisher said. Mellas had accepted the noise for two reasons, both political. Fitch had basically said Fisher was in charge, so why buck Fitch? Fitch was the guy who could promote Mellas to executive officer, second in command, when Second Lieutenant Hawke rotated out of the bush. That would put him in line for company commander-unless Hawke wanted it. A second reason was that Mellas hadn't been sure if the noise was dangerous, and he was far more worried about asking stupid questions than finding out. Too many stupid comments and dumb questions at this stage could make it more difficult to gain the respect of the platoon, and it was a lot harder to get ahead if the snuffs didn't like you or thought you were incompetent. The fact that Hawke, his predecessor, had been nearly worshipped by the platoon did not help matters.

Mellas and Hamilton left Fisher at Second Squad's line of holes and slowly climbed up a slope so steep that when Mellas slipped backward in the mud he barely had to bend his knee to stop himself. Hamilton, bowed nearly double with the weight of the radio, kept poking its antenna into the slope in front of him. The fog that swirled around them obscured their goal: a sagging makeshift shelter they had made by snapping their rubberized canvas ponchos together and hanging the ponchos over a scrap of communication wire strung only four feet above the ground between two blasted bushes. This hooch, along with two others that stood just a few feet away from it, formed what was called, not without irony, the platoon command post.

Mellas wanted to crawl inside his hooch and make the world disappear, but he knew this would be stupid and any rest would be short. It would be dark in a couple of hours, and the platoon had to set out trip flares in case any soldiers of the North Vietnamese Army-the NVA-approached. After that, the platoon had to rig the claymore mines, which were placed in front of their fighting holes and were detonated by pulling on a cord; they delivered 700 steel balls in a fan-shaped pattern at groin height. In addition, the uncompleted sections of the barbed wire had to be booby-trapped. If Mellas wanted to heat his C-rations he had to do so while it was still daylight, otherwise the flame would make a perfect aiming point. Then he had to inspect the forty Marines of his platoon for immersion foot and make sure everyone took the daily dose of dapsone for jungle rot and the weekly dose of chloroquine for malaria.

He and Hamilton stopped just in front of Bass, the platoon sergeant, who was squatting outside the hooches in the rain making coffee in a number-ten can set over a piece of burning C-4 plastic explosive. The C-4 hissed and left an acrid smell in the air but was preferred to the eye-burning stink of the standard issue trioxane heat tabs. Bass was twenty-one and on his second tour. He emptied several small envelopes of powdered C-ration coffee into the boiling water and peered into the can. The sleeves of his utility jacket were neatly rolled into cuffs just below his elbows, revealing forearms that were large and muscular. Mellas, watching Bass stir, set the M-16 he had borrowed from Bass against a log. It had taken very little coaxing from Bass to convince Mellas that it was stupid to rely on the standard-issue .45 pistols the Marine Corps deemed sufficient for junior officers. He pulled off the wet cotton ammunition bandoleers and let them fall to the ground: twenty magazines, each filled with two interwoven rows of bullets. Then he shrugged out of his belt suspenders and dropped them to the mud, along with their attached .45 automatic, three quart-size plastic canteens, pistol ammunition, his K-bar, battlefield compresses to stop bleeding, two M-26 fragmentation hand grenades, three smoke grenades, and his compass. Breathing deeply with relief, he kept watching the coffee, its smell reminding him of the ever-present pot on his mother's stove. He didn't want to go check the platoon's weapons or clean his own. He wanted something warm, and then he wanted to lie down and sleep. But with dark coming there was no time.

He undid his steel-spring blousing garters, which held the ends of his trousers tightly against his boots as protection against leeches. Three leeches had still managed to get through on his left leg. Two were attached and there was a streak of dried blood where a third had engorged itself and dropped off. Mellas found it in his sock, shook it loose onto the ground, and stepped on it with his other foot, watching his own blood pop out of its body. He took out insect repellant and squeezed a stream onto the other two leeches still attached to his skin. They twisted in pain and dropped off, leaving a slow trickle of blood behind.

Bass handed him some coffee in an empty C-ration fruit cocktail can and then poured another can for Hamilton, who had dumped his radio in front of his and Mellas's hooch and was sitting on it. Hamilton took the coffee, raised the can to Bass in a toast, and wrapped his fingers around the can to warm them.

"Thanks, Sergeant Bass," Mellas said, careful to use the title Bass had earned, knowing that Bass's goodwill was crucial. He sat down on a wet, rotting log. Bass described what had happened while Mellas was out on patrol. FAC-man, the company's enlisted forward air controller, had once again not been able to talk a resupply chopper down through the clouds, so this had been the fourth day without resupply. There was still no definitive word on the firefight the day before between Alpha Company and an NVA unit of unknown size in the valley below them, but the rumor that four Marines had been killed in action was now confirmed.

Mellas tightened his lips and clenched his teeth to press back his fear. He couldn't help looking down onto the cloud-covered ridges that stretched out below them into North Vietnam, just four kilometers away. Down there were the four KIAs, four dead kids. Somewhere in that gray-green obscurity, Alpha Company had just been in the shit. Bravo's turn was coming.

That meant his turn was coming, something that had been only a possibility when he had joined the Marines right out of high school. He had entered a special officer candidate program that allowed him to attend college while training in the summers and getting much-needed pay, and he had envisioned telling admiring people, and maybe someday voters, that he was an ex-Marine. He had never actually envisioned being in combat in a war that none of his friends thought was worth fighting. When the Marines landed at Da Nang during his freshman year, he had to get a map out to see where that was. He had wanted to go into the Marine Air Wing and be an air traffic controller, but each administrative turning point, his grades in college, his grades in Basic School, and the shortage of infantry officers had implacably moved him to where he was now, a real Marine officer leading a real Marine rifle platoon, and scared nearly witless. It occurred to him that because of his desire to look good coming home from a war, he might never come home at all.


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Dan Rather
Matterhorn is one of the most powerful and moving novels about combat, the Vietnam War, and war in general that I have ever read.
Robert Olen Butler
As warfare shapeshifts its way into a new century, the publication of Matterhorn is perfectly timed. Karl Marlantes tells a riveting, richly detailed personal tale of soldiers in Vietnam, and in doing so, he brilliantly illuminates the defining war of the last half of the twentieth century. Matterhorn reminds us, profoundly, of our flawed humanity, capable of individual grace and collective horror. (Robert Olen Butler, author of A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain)
Jon Stallworthy
"Matterhorn is a terrific, towering novel. Marine Lieutenant Marlantes does for the Vietnam War what Lieutenant Sassoon did for the war in Flanders; what Sergeant Mailer did for the war in the Pacific; what Tenente Hemingway did for the war in Italy. He takes you there, shakes you, and never lets you go. Matterhorn will surely take its place on every armchair-warrior's bookshelf, shoulder to shoulder with Memoirs of an Infantry Officer, The Naked and the Dead, and A Farewell to Arms."--(Prof Jon Stallworthy, Editor, The Oxford Book of War Poetry)
Christina Robb
Unforgettable . . . A beautifully crafted novel of unrivaled authenticity and power, filled with jungle heroism, crackerjack inventiveness, mud, blood, brotherhood, hatred, healing, terror, bureaucracy, politics, unfathomable waste, and unfathomable love. (Christina Robb, Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist and author of This Changes Everything)
Mike Harreschou
"Only rarely does a book like Matterhorn come along. It combines great American literature with sweaty palm adventure. You neither have to love war nor hate it to find yourself spell struck by Marlantes's rare gift of dialogue and revelation of gut wrenching combat."--(Mike Harreschou, author of Chain of Evidence)
Charles Frazier
Matterhorn is a novel of great authority and humanity. It builds inexorably to a devastating and magnificent final movement. (Charles Frazier, author of Cold Mountain)
David Finkel
These are the words I wrote down while reading Matterhorn: authentic, funny, heartbreaking, infuriating, devastating. This great book crawled under my skin on the first page, and I suspect it will remain there for a very long time. (David Finkel, author of The Good Soldiers)
Michael Fredrickson
"A gripping narrative, powerful and unflinching. There are scenes in this wonderful novel that I defy you to forget."--(Michael Fredrickson, author of A Defense for the Dead)
Vince Flynn
Matterhorn is that rare modern novel destined to become a classic. Karl Marlantes has written a riveting and harrowing portrait of young men at war. (Vince Flynn, author of Pursuit of Honor)
Paul Gambaccini
"Marlantes has a knack for dropping period details into his prose without confining or delaying his story. Each of these details contributes to our knowledge of what it must have been like to serve in a war that the rest of us only argued about. We always knew it was hell, but now we know how. Marlantes has re-created an environment that is disappearing from collective memory and in so doing performed the public service of keeping it vibrant and alive in all its horror. It's true. If you weren't there, you are now."--(Paul Gambaccini, author of Love Letters)
Hampton Sides
Never have we seen the particular horrors and challenges of Vietnam so richly explored, and never have we felt the tactile experience of the war depicted with such mesmerizing force. We see the big picture, but as with all great novels, it's the tiny details—the mud, the leeches, the adrenaline-drenched dread of combat, and the tender joy of comradeship—that linger with the reader long after the story is over. (Hampton Sides, author of Ghost Soldiers and Hellhound on His Trail)
Chester Aaron
"Here we see heroism and sacrifice among the front-line troops, greed and deceit among the high officers and politicians. This Vietnam novel is as much a condemnation of politics as it is of war, even as it is a glorification of the emotional ties that bind the most unlikely of comrades forever, through and beyond life into death. As a combat veteran and writer, I find the story, the prose, and the characters of Congressional Medal quality."--(Chester Aaron, author of About Us)
Doug Stanton
Matterhorn is a masterful and thrilling drama about an event of national importance that we have barely understood. Marlantes conjures grace out of suffering, honor from despair, sense out of nonsense. The men and women of this story have long deserved a homecoming, and we needed to hear their true story. Marlantes has delivered a heartbreaking achievement. He has written a timeless work of literary fiction. (Doug Stanton, author of Horse Soldiers)

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Matterhorn: A Novel of the Vietnam War 4.1 out of 5 based on 2 ratings. 625 reviews.
dkidd More than 1 year ago
A friend from our company passed the book along to me . Day one : I sat down approx, 1:30 pm . When I next looked at the clock it was midnite ! I was in the same battallion ,only a differnt company and the same year as Mr Marlantes. I was a machine gunner. By the middle of the first chapter I was putting faces from our platoon to the characters he was writing about . I could not put the book down and when I did it was front and foremost on my mind. It took me back there ! Our companies crisscrossed each other so I was in the same terrain , situations etc . The language he wrote it in is exactly the way we talked, the problems were there, the jungle, leeches, monsoons, no resupplies because the helicopters couldn't fly . We went , I believe , for a 5 day stretch with no food or good water due to torrential rains in the mtns and jungles. He also explained about why we had to go that extra mile when the company was moving and everyone was unimaginably worn to the bone . He described how the " upper echelon " worked according to thier desires not knowing the reality of the jungles . He clearly defined the lines between the " lifers " and the grunts out there on the perimeter who were given no knowledge about anything that was going on only what was required for them to do ...or die trying. When I finished the book , I felt as tho I had just gotten back home . My emotions and nerves were very close to the surface , I had buried them deeply many years ago . I'd like to thank Mr Malantes for the most magnificant read I have ever experianced about being " in country " and the Quang Tri Providance .
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I spent 22 months in the same areas as the author during my service as a Marine in RVN. I have never really talked about it much in part because I didn't feel listeners could really understand what I was trying to say or understand what I felt. Vietnam veterans now have an interpreter and a spokesperson. Thank you Lt. Marlantes.
Odysseus-Redux More than 1 year ago
This is a novel for the ages. I could not put this book down. It is quite simply one of the best I have read in my lifetime (although this is a work of fiction, I am still using Michael Kerr's 'Dispatches' as benchmark). Marlantes has created a masterpiece in capturing the terror, the heroics, and the grind of Marines in combat. This novel grabs you into the dense weight of warfare in Vietnam (after Tet offensive) and the author's writing is like a phosphorescent flare in the fog of war. All I can say is, "There it is."
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Karl Malantes brilliantly examines the nature of war in his book Matterhorn. This is not just another horror story of Vietnam, and while it does have plenty of horror, it also has so much more. This is the first real book to examine race relations in the military during the conflict with any real honesty, and the rising tensions between whites and blacks provides an engaging side plot to the main action. As the characters mature in their views and strength of spirit over the course of the novel, one really begins to understand what Vietnam was, while at the same time realizing that you can never really understand. Matterhorn is gripping, honest, horrifying, and ultimately a masterpiece.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Although this book is reviewed as a "guy" book, I (a female) found it to be Intense, powerful, compelling, compassionate, well written and just an incredible book. I did not want to put it down.
DaveC69 More than 1 year ago
Being a Viet-Nam vet, this book came through about as it was over there! Plot was great, no flaws in wording relating to the service, country or the military wording. The book was excellent reading. Took me about 1 1/2 days. Hard to put down. Great read. Scale of 1-10, I give it a 10. That's high!!!! Thank You!
Odegaard More than 1 year ago
As a woman who graduated from college around the time that Matterhorn takes place, this book has helped me to understand a little about what the men my age who went into the military were facing. Marlantes' ability to portray characters and their relationships with each other is commendable - I really want to know more about what happened to them after the book ended! In addition his treatment of relevant issues of the times - the Executive Branch's failure to comprehend what was going on at the battlefront and to make rational decisions on how to support the troops, racism as played out in the military, the incredible toll on the soldiers taken by this type of warfare, etc. - provide a strong background of realism -- and accuracy. This book is very hard to put down......
mcginnch More than 1 year ago
As a history teacher I've studied and taught about the Vietnam War. I watched it happen on TV; I had friends serve there, two died; I know all of the stats, chronology, and SNAFU's that have been written about. I think I even sense a tiny taste of the visceral fear and anger, as well as the importance of comradery. I read this book over Memorial Day Weekend, purposely, and am filled with awe at the tenacity of our soldiers, sick at heart that any human must find him/herself in a situation like this, and tremendously angry that we all don't try harder to end war. It is all too clear that the military-industrial complex is still running this country. Enough about that -- the book is hard to put down. It presents characters that are quite complex and believable; it touches on just about every aspect of the Vietnam War that should be touched on: fragging officers, military leaders who gain promotions only through battlefield action, race relations, poor supply, life/death decisions mid-battle, etc., all without gratuitously graphic detail of injury and death, but still believable within the framework of the novel, and without definitively taking sides on some of the issues. Marlantes was a Marine in Vietnam during the war, but I honestly don't know whether I'd encourage a friend who is a Vietnam vet to read this book. He doesn't have to. But, after you read it, you might want to have a frank conversation with a vet, and think long and deeply about how we, as humans, can allow our current concept of power to include war and killing "others" to continue.
Habusix More than 1 year ago
For me, Matterhorn was a page-turner, written by a Marine officer who obviously knows both the terrain of combat leadership and the brutal demands placed on those who would aspire to be Marine infantrymen. As a former Marine officer and combat veteran of Vietnam, including a big operation in the mountains of western I Corps, I found the character of Waino Mellas to be well-drawn and authentic. Also, let me assure the reader, the tough issues of race that the author describes were real, and we as a country have come a long way since Vietnam toward resolving those problems, compared to where we were then. Marine officers like Mellas did the heavy lifting to calm the turmoil and racial tension, trying to do the right thing. I also liked the way Lieutenant Mellas evolved from being a cherry lieutenant along for the ride, to a more complex, subtle facilitator of events behind the scenes. This is a great read! This novel will be remembered as one of the classics written about Marines in combat during the Vietnam War. Habusix, former Captain US Marine Corps
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A crazy beautiful book. I couldn't stop reading it. I was kinda bothered by the end but then I think there could never be a "good" ending to this story. It is what is is and Karl Marlantes brings you to that understanding. Now on my list of favorites.
vietvet-1968 More than 1 year ago
I was a Corpsman with Bravo Company, 1st Battalion/5th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division 1967 to 1969. This book is exactly what took place, how we talked, what we felt, how scared we were, how we bleed and how some of us died. The characters are as real as the guys in my outfit who lived and died in the jungle of Vietnam back in 1967 till I came home in 1969. I can smell the blood and feel the pain of my fellows brothers in arms.The author was right on the money with his portrayal of what it was like to be in a Marine rifle platoon in the middle of HELL.
AdvRider More than 1 year ago
This is the story from the soldier on the ground's perspective. No overarching themes, analysis, politics or in-depth tactics or equipment discussions. It is the pure story of the racking difficulties, frustration, terror and boredom experience by the average front-line trooper. All delivered in well written insightful prose. I could not put it down. The impact on reading is felt not expressed.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Karl Marlantes' book on Vietnam was well-worth the 30-year effort he apparently put into writing it. Remarkably, for a book that developed over such a long period, the plot holds together coherently and the development of the main characters is seamless and gripping. While focused on the Vietnam War era, this book is relevant and timely to readers today in its portrayal of the confusion and rage that are felt by front line soldiers (I am guessing, I have no war experience) in reaction to the decisions of their superiors, the magnifying effect that war has on emotions and relationships, the loneliness of young soldiers far from home, and the difficulty that young, naive men have in coping with the actions that they must take in battle. Without any strong moral guidance around them, the young men in this story have difficulty deciding between right and wrong: the tragedy is that when they make the wrong decision, the fact that they are in a war zone makes the results tragic and gruesome. The racial tensions of the 1970's provide an interesting backdrop to the story, as well as directly impacting the events of the story. The elements of the plot, the taking and re-taking of hills in a mountain range near the DMZ - one of which is nicknamed Matterhorn - keep all of these themes moving forward, draw the reader into the story, and in my case made me feel some of the same emotions as the characters: anger, futility, and sadness. The cleverly and compassionately described characters made my sadness all the more vivid when some of the best ones were killed. While reading the book I stayed alert for any signs that the story didn't proceed smoothly due to the long timespan over which it was written - but I didn't find any. The only inkling I had that Marlantes may have changed as a writer and a person over the years while he worked on the book is that the last paragraph reads like poetry: it's beautiful and somewhat ethereal writing, but fully grounded in the story. I'm not sure if Marlantes would have been capable of that kind of writing when he started out, but I'm glad he arrived there. The beauty of that chapter heightened my disappointment when I realized I had finished the book: the thick glossary of terms at the end had fooled me into thinking I had a few more chapters to go! Karl Marlantes, if you haven't sold the screen rights yet, make sure you sell them to someone who will do a good job with the movie!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is absolutely astounding. I have never read a more heartfelt, amazing, but at the same time dramatically intense. The originality that has been compelled into this book is the best I've ever seen. Karl's first-hand knowledge, combined with a writing style that fits perfectly well creates a masterpiece. I agree that this book is destined to become a classic. Although there is intense violence and profanity, the book remains a wonderful work of historical fiction. The author seems to have combined a complex work of fiction with the entertaining simplicity that many desire. I love his discripitions of Vietnamese combat, the strain of walking through the rainforest, and the sad despair of a fallen character of that you have become to love.
dnDN More than 1 year ago
matterhorn, an amazing story filled with believeable and strong characters. a story of vietnam and all it's ramifications, i highly recommend this book.
danceswithbooks More than 1 year ago
This may go down as a classic of it's genre and of books about that period; if it had been published 30 years ago it would easily stand with the other works that helped interpret and set perspective of the Viet Nam War. Very well fine flow to the narrative, well defined characters and clear situations and should be easy for even those without military experience to follow. This is men in combat, but more than what one would expect, it's full of humanity; verges into the poetic with one of the finest endings of anything i've read in quite some time. Excellent work.
Jimgraz More than 1 year ago
Though this is a novel, clearly the author's experience is reflected in the story. This is one of the mroe compelling reads I can remember in some time. So much is packed into the text that it's impossible to imagine that only a few months have elapsed from beginning to end. There are parts of the book that can be very difficult to work through because of the violence, and it should not be read by those with weak stomachs. However, the difficulties facing a young officer in Vietnam are well-told throughout. Violence certainly is one, but so is the doubt, fear, loss of friends, loss of innocence, racial tension, disgust over order, lack of food, medical conditions, and the need to appear strong and intelligent to a host of men. As in real life, none of the characters are perfect and they all struggle with their own fear, vanity, and ambitions. This is not a book for those lookign for a "happy ending" but is an excellent read for those who want to know what it was like as a young man thrust into a leadserhip role in a jungle war.
dizazter More than 1 year ago
This is a great book! If you enjoy reading historical fiction, this one is a must read. It is well written with an originality and true picture of the reality of the war that few historical fictions possess. It will give you a new respect for those who fought in Viet Nam.
WellingtonJr More than 1 year ago
The Matterhorn is the tenth highest mountain in Switzerland. On July 14, 1865, seven people made the first ascent. Over 500 people have died climbing the mountain since then. Deaths are due to falls, inexperience, under estimating the mountain, bad weather and falling rocks. A hundred years later, the Marines of Bravo Company climbed a hill in Vietnam - code name Matterhorn. Falling hand grenades created a path of destruction among the climbing Marines. Inexperience prevailed in the form of a second lieutenant eager to prove his worth, get a medal and the command of his own company of Marines. A Battalion Commander under estimates the value of preserving the Matterhorn. Then he learns that a junior officer's instinct greatly exceeds the knowledge he acquired "in country". Bad weather surrounds the hill like a cloak of fear. Despite that, a helicopter pilot flies when he should not, to where he can't see, into an impossible landing zone. Falling shells from mortars compound the danger like an avalanche of devastation. Matterhorn explains the true significance of Semper Fi. Thought provoking passages about the menace of leeches, jungle rot, thirst, hunger and stoicism will fill the hearts and minds of a myraid of readers.
WittUSMC More than 1 year ago
I've read most of the great Vietnam war novels (i.e. 13th Valley, Fields of Fire, A Rumor of War, The Things They Carried,etc ) and WWI&II novels as well. I search long and hard to get my hands on any well written war novel. A good war novel is a rare find. Matterhorn definitely falls into the greatness category. The day it ended was a day of mourning. It may be a long time before I discover another war novel masterpiece, such as Matterhorn. Hopefully, talented writers from the Irag and Afghanistan wars will emerge in order to fuel my addiction to well written war novels.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
As the surviving son in a family that was shaken by the Vietnam War (my older brother, an Army Medevac pilot, was killed in a helicopter crash in February 1970 while trying to land and evacuate an ill soldier), I wanted to get a close-up look and feel for what the participants in the Vietnam conflict had to deal with. Matterhorn brought me that closeness. It took me a while to get up to speed with all of the characters and the evolving plot. However, once I did, the remainder of the book was enthralling. I particularly liked the way that Marlantes developed his characters. I also learned something about the war that was unknown to me previously: the racial issues that were constantly simmering below the surface that periodically erupted with "fragging," the tossing of live grenades into the tents or hooches of soldiers often resulting in death or grievous wounds. Marlantes has the ability to make you feel like you're in a "foxhole" next to one of his compatriots with his descriptions of smells, light and darkness, explosions and feelings. Overall, this is a good book that I would recommend to anyone interested in learning more about the painful Vietnam conflict which our country endured during the 1960s and early 1970s.
Avid4books More than 1 year ago
I've read a lot of non-fiction and fiction books dealing with U.S. troops in the Vietnam War, and this is one of the best. Vietnam 1969, an Ivy League educated reserve Marine 2nd Lt. Mellas, is assigned a rifle platoon of 40 kids. Flown to an area near Laos and the DMZ, he and a few seasoned officers lead the men on a mission to take a mountain. After an arduous and deadly journey, the succeed and build a landing zone and staging are. Within weeks it's abandoned and the same group is forced through the jungle to another hill by a over-zealous colonel. With little time to recover, they are ordered to take Matterhorn back from the enemy. This is a rather long story, but the pacing is good, and you begin to feel the tension and frustration these Marines endure. They fight the jungle, the enemy, each other, and lack of food or sleep. From racial tension in the ranks, to tension between officers and enlisted men, you see and feel it all. One of the best books about the Vietnam experience on all levels. Very detailed about what ground troops had to deal with.
CCBridger More than 1 year ago
Not only does this writing reflect American culture in the days of the Viet Nam war, it underscores the entire range of human emotions experienced by those who went, as well as those who stayed...Those who served, those who protested, and what an insane time that was in America. For those who are offended by language, remember that this is a reflection of real life. Hate, gut-wrenching fear, exhaustion, apathy, tenderness, brotherhood, hope, regret....It's all there, just as it was back in the day. Get it, read it, contemplate it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I thought I had read some of the best contemporary war writing in Jeff Shaara's work on WWII but even he paled in comparison to Marlantes' truly epic work on Vietnam. The most emotionally draining and exhausting work I've ever read, it is also a page-turner that I couldn't put down. It is brutal, vulgar, painful, amazingly descriptive (you really feel like you're there, even though you don't want to be), shocking, horrifying, but real - because the author (even though it's a novel) was there. It is obvious that he knows what he is writing about. It is a magnum opus by a literary craftsman and a ficticious memoir of a grunt -- not old enough to drink but old enough to die for his country. A powerful combination. Few of us want to relive anything about the Vietnam era, and especially the war, but if they do this is a must read. Absolutely incredible.
ahdam More than 1 year ago
Having begun reading and still looking forward to the final page, this novel brings to 'life' the 'truth' of what was happening. Although this was a broadcasted war on TV every night the American public had no clue as to what it was like to be there. This novel tells it like it was. Marines, Army, Air Force (as I was), we all have our stories of hell. It's a shame that it took so many years for these heros to be recognized as such. An unpopular war? Yes. Many thousands of young Americans dying? Yes. Each one of them a hero? YES!!!! We had a saying back in 1970 when I was there, "The unwilling, being lead by the unqualified, expected to do the impossible, for the ungrateful".