I’ll be the first to admit I’m kind of an asshole when it comes to war books. They bore me. War is barbaric and dehumanizes us, I get that. Do I need to read one million books to reiterate this point? No.

That’s kind of how I felt about half of Anthony Doerr’s All the Light We Cannot See, the other half I really enjoyed, but the boring parts got in the way of the good parts and this National Book Award nominee left me mostly underwhelmed. Read more.