I’ve never read a book that’s given me such a feeling of impending doom with each page, or had me wishing death upon the protagonist for his own sake.
Joe Haldeman is able to explain so concisely the horrors of war with this Vietnam allegory, that uses the time dilation of space as a counterpart to the radical social change of 1960-70s America, making even home seem like an alien environment to the returning soldier.
Haldeman can make the reader understand the mentality of a 20th century soldier, and why a person who was drafted against their own will, would voluntarily re-enlist to escape a home which had vilified and forgotten him, just to face an enemy that could kill him at any point if he was in the wrong place on the battlefield.
The only reason this isn’t 5 stars is the ending feels cheap. Having Mandella go through a significant amount of trauma, in which he constantly acknowledges how death can come at any point, and if it didn’t, he would have to live on a planet that had outgrown his entire personality. Just as he’s coming to terms with the situation he’s in, thinking he’s the only soldier to have served the duration of the war, on the last page; it turns out his sweetheart is still alive after her death was guaranteed pages prior, and she hasn’t aged more than a few months and is living on a planet identical to the 20th century earth of over 1200 years ago? Thank god, that was lucky! It makes it seem like nothing has really changed, which the novel spent a long time explaining that it all had.
P.S. the main way Haldeman makes 21st-32nd century earth different is that the government made everyone gay, because that’s something they can just do.