War is a soiled and bloodied fragment, resembling a journal inside a fallen soldier's tunic. Its bleak and savage tone surpasses Journey to the End of the Night, narrated by the raging Ferdinand.
The narrative starts midway due to lost manuscript first half. Celine's experience in WWI reflects in Ferdinand's raw portrayal: 'I caught the war in my head.'
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