I'm not quite sure what to make of this one. I liked some of it, and other bits of the writing just bugged me like crazy. I got annoyed that the author constantly referred to the main character as "the youth" and occasionally had somebody say his name, Henry. I had to remind myself who this person was.

I will give this book credit, though--if it's trying to get across the futility of being known as a hero, the different sides of cowardice and courage (or what it means to be either), the confusion of fighting and retreating and stopping...then this text succeeded.