The story itself, could also be corrected to tie up numerous loose ends, culminating in both grand love for the hero and heroine and of visceral hatred for the numerous antagonists, of both character and of circumstance. This book is destine to be a classic, because the movie will be a classic. Yet the movie, will undoubtedly be better than the book, unless, for some ridiculous reason, Doerr would win creative rights on the picture and insist the storyline be kept true. In which case, both would not be worth more time and thought than a best selling paperback that took the author two months to produce...let alone 10 years. Without historical accuracy it’s not literature. Without true love it’s not literature. Without true mystery it’s not literature. Good prose which Doerr clearly possess an unbounded talent to create does not overcome these serious flaws in his story.
What he gets right. The love of a father for his daughter. The mindless machine that drives atrocity. The doubt welling up in the mind of ardent followers of a cause. The hopelessness of a military occupation. What he gets wrong. It fails as a love story between the hero and heroine. It fails as a mystery surrounding the “Sea of Flames” a priceless diamond we are not sure whether to protect of cast into the sea. If fails as a history lesson, there are too many things simply wrong about WWII. It fails scientifically...for which Doerr has been given too much credit.
The failures can all be corrected in the screenplay. I can’t wait for the movie. 3-Stars for the book, 5-Stars for the soon to be movie adaptation, I hope. 4-Stars overall.
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