{"id":3436,"date":"2010-03-16T07:15:44","date_gmt":"2010-03-16T11:15:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/?p=3436"},"modified":"2016-08-09T17:16:10","modified_gmt":"2016-08-09T21:16:10","slug":"tobias-wolff-in-pharaohs-army-memories-of-the-lost-war","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2010\/03\/16\/tobias-wolff-in-pharaohs-army-memories-of-the-lost-war\/","title":{"rendered":"Tobias Wolff: In Pharaoh’s Army: Memories of the Lost War<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"
In Pharaoh's Army: Memories of the Lost War<\/strong><\/em><\/span>\r\nby Tobias Wolff (1994)<\/span>\r\nVintage (1995)<\/span>\r\n240 pp<\/span><\/pre>\n
I had wanted to wait to read Wolff’s In Pharaoh’s Army<\/em>, a finalist for the National Book Award in nonfiction in 1994.\u00a0I wanted to wait because besides his short stories, most of which I’ve now read, this was it until Wolff’s next novel is published.\u00a0But I couldn’t,\u00a0because every other\u00a0book I started was some kind of torture, for sitting right there on the table was another unread Wolff book.\u00a0Finally realizing that I might not fully enjoy\u00a0reading until I got this one out of the way, I caved.\u00a0It was highly satisfying, and, I’m happy to say,\u00a0I’ve enjoyed the books I’ve read since I finished it.<\/p>\n
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This\u00a0Boy’s Life<\/em> ends when Wolff is\u00a0still a troubled fifteen year old, having just found out, against all probability, that he was accepted at one of the most prestigious private schools in America.\u00a0I guess for now we have to take Old School<\/em>, Wolff’s only novel proper still published, as an account of what that part of his life could have been like, because In Pharaoh’s Army<\/em> picks up after Wolff has been expelled and is searching for the next step in life.<\/p>\n
In a way, In Pharaoh’s Army<\/em> is a sampling of what Wolff does best, memoir and short story. While there is a general narrative arch, the book is divided into thirteen discrete stories, each able to stand alone though best read as part of the larger structure. The first of these stories is called “Thanksgiving Special.” Here we meet Wolff, already in Vietnam:<\/p>\n
Some peasants were blocking the road up ahead. I honked the horn but they chose not to hear. They were standing around under their pointed hats, watching a man and a woman yell at each other. When I got closer I saw two bicycles tangled up, a busted wicker basket, and vegetables all over the road. It looked like an accident.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
When I read these first lines, I paused briefly at that last sentence. This is clearly an accident; what does “looked like” mean. I was further taken by surprise when Wolff describes the sound of the crunching metal as he runs his vehicle over the bicycles. To me this was adding insult to injury. And it was all done so matter-of-factly.<\/p>\n
I didn’t say anything. What could I say?\u00a0I hadn’t done it for fun. Seven months back, at the beginning of my tour, when I was still calling them people instead of peasants, I wouldn’t have run over their bikes. I would have slowed down or even stopped until they decided to move their argument to the side of the road, if it was a real argument and not a setup. But I didn’t stop anymore. Neither did Sergeant Benet. Nobody did, as these peasants — these people — should have known.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
The first story showcases Wolff’s control over his material. He always seems to know where to lead readers so that the story reveals fresh and sometimes shocking observations. This could be just me. His tone and style\u00a0are unassuming, and I for one am usually so engaged in what is going on on the page at that moment\u00a0that I don’t think too much about where we’re going — consequently, I’m frequently pleasantly surprised.<\/p>\n
Rather than try to summarize the thirteen segments here, let me describe their arch. We a few stories from Woolf’s training, a few from the year he spent in Washington D.C. studying Vietnamese to become an officer, several from the his tour, and a few after he returned home.<\/p>\n
More appropriate for this review would be, I think, to show one of the most interesting threads that ties the stories together. When Wolff enlisted, he did so for a variety of muddled motives. For one, he didn’t have a high school diploma; for another, he felt the need to surpass his father, to be the honorable man his father was not (and, to my delight, we get to know his father a bit in this book, whereas he was just a ghostly presence in This Boy’s Life<\/em>); and for another, he had a strong desire to be a writer, and his favorite authors, particularly Hemingway, witnessed war — Vietnam would offer him wide experiences and give him the chance to invent himself anew, yet again:<\/p>\n
I wanted to be a writer myself, had described myself as one to anybody who would listen since I was sixteen. It was laughable for a boy my age to call himself a writer on the evidence of two stories in a school lit mag, but improbable as this self-conception was, it nevertheless changed my way of looking at the world.\u00a0The life around me began at last to take on form, to signify.\u00a0No longer a powerless confusion of desires, I was now a protagonist, the hero of a novel to which I endlessly added from the stories I dreamed and saw everywhere.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
One of the threads in these stories is the problem of writing about experience, particularly about this kind of experience.\u00a0And particularly about how to write about one’s self in such experiences.\u00a0But Wolff deals with himself rather unsympathetically, though not coldly.<\/p>\n
It seems that\u00a0Wolff\u00a0enlisted with faith in the war effort.\u00a0Even if his primary motive wasn’t to help the cause, he at least believed the cause was right. Perhaps, “believed” is the wrong word — he “trusted” the cause was right. But as the muddle of war took over, as he saw himself running over bicycles in the street, and felt the grief as one friend after another “died a man at a time, at a pace almost casual,” we see him evolve.<\/p>\n
The Quiet American<\/em>affected me disagreeably. I liked to think that good intentions had value. In this book good intentions accomplished nothing but harm. Cynicism and accommodation appeared, by comparison, almost virtuous. I didn’t like that idea. It seemed decadent, like the opium-addicted narrator and the weary atmosphere of the novel. What really bothered me was Greene’s portrayal of Pyle, the earnest, blundering American. I did not fail to hear certain tones of my own voice in his, and this was irritating, even insulting. Yet I read the book again, and again.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
(Incidentally,\u00a0The Quiet American<\/a><\/em>\u00a0is one of my favorites.)<\/p>\n
Not are\u00a0Wolff’s old ideas stripped, but nothing replaces them except an unpleasant sense that it is all arbitrary.\u00a0He describes his close calls; the most haunting is one that isn’t really “close” in the conventional sense. Rather, it is close because, when\u00a0preparing for a specific assignment,\u00a0the commanding officer put his hand on\u00a0Wolff’s friend of the same rank rather than on Wolff. The friend was killed. Wolff knows that had he been the one standing where his friend was, it would have been him. Now, this is not an original idea. Because of this it’s not quite as compelling as This Boy’s Life<\/em>, but as I expected it was a true pleasure to read.\u00a0Wolff\u00a0the writer has made Wolff the character such an interesting life to follow.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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