A book about friendship and hope. Adrien Fournier is seriously wounded in the first days of the Great War. It isn't the traditional tidy wound of fiction; it rips a large part of his face away and Fournier's war takes place a long way from the trenches, as doctors mend his broken face. It isn't all about pain and operations though, he has time to form deep friendships with two other officers - Penanster a Breton cavalry officer and Weil, a badly burned pilot who demands "I want a nose. Not a little nose, a proper Jewish nose." Later they add Marguerite, a badly wounded nurse to the circle.
Life in hospital is full of incident. They play cards, support the other wounded, avoid their families and try, with mixed success, to re-enter the world. In 1919 they leave hospital and the final fifth of the book deals with their normalisation. They find a life and come to terms with their disabilities and losses. The world, we see, finds it harder to come to terms with them.
In 1939 their lives change once more, particularly for Weil and his family, but when the war ends they find a new generation that needs their help.
Dugain has a deceptively simple style, saying much with few words and leaving a lingering impression. With a good eye for detail and the discipline to avoid cliché and mawkishness, he has produced a book of power, authority and beauty.
If you only want to read one modern novel about the Great War read this one.