The Naked and the Dead: 50th Anniversary Edition
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Hailed as one of the finest novels to come out of the Second World War, The Naked and the Dead received unprecedented critical acclaim upon its publication and has since become part of the American canon. This fiftieth anniversary edition features a new introduction created especially doe the occasion by Norman Mailer.
Written in gritty, journalistic detail, the story follows an army platoon of foot soldiers who are fighting for the possession of the Japanese-held island of Anopopei. Composed in 1948, The Naked and the Dead is representative of the best in twentieth-century American writing.
certainty he thought, “Hennessey’s going to get killed today.” He felt like laughing to release the ferment in him. This time he was sure. But, abruptly, Croft remembered the poker game the preceding night when he had failed to draw his full house, and he was confused and then disgusted. You figure you’re getting a little too smart for yourself, he thought. His disgust came because he felt he could not trust such emotions, rather than from any conviction that they had no meaning at all. He shook
know you’re okay.” Brown was pleased despite his doubts of Polack’s sincerity. “I’ll tell you, I’ll be frank with you,” he said. “You been in the platoon a couple months and I’ve had my eye on you. You’re a pretty smart apple, Polack, and you know to keep your mouth shut.” Polack shrugged. “I’m all right.” “You take the job I’ve got. I gotta keep you men happy. You may not know it, but that’s even in the manual, right there in black and white. I figure if I look out for my men they’ll look out
just talk it over with Mother. The victory is his and he grins. Far back in his head, quite beneath the surface of his sincerity in this conversation, is the memory of many others. (The youths talking in the locker room after gym period, the profound discussions in the cellars converted to clubrooms.) Folklore: If you want to make a girl, you got to have a car. His senior year is fun. He is a member of SG (Student Government) and he manages the School Dance. There are all the dates on Saturday
cast Red’s face assumed. “Are you ordering me, Lootenant?” Red’s voice was flat, a little harsh. Now, what had set him off? “No, of course not.” Red scratched his arm slowly. He felt suddenly and disproportionately enraged, even noticed it himself by the indirect worry it caused him for an instant. “I don’t want no favors,” he muttered. “I’m not offering you any.” He hated this lieutenant, this big guy with the phony grin who was always trying to buddy. Why didn’t he leave him alone? For an
in his dirty shirt before the storm began. He was still a rookie, he told himself; a veteran would have remembered to protect it. Water was dripping from Toglio’s big fleshy nose. He moved his heavy jaw and shouted. “Think your tent’ll hold?” “Don’t know,” Goldstein roared. “The stakes will.” The four men were cramped in the hole even though they were squatting on their heels. Ridges watched his feet sink into the mud, and wished he were not wearing shoes. Man’s jus’ more fussed tryin’ to keep