Birdmen

As an old veteran in the book says, "Something inside all of us dies in a war. Hope... innocence... maybe just navet?" In a sense, we are all struggling in some form or other for a victory that seems to constantly elude us. Suddenly we find ourselves fighting a battle that may provide no real sense of absolution in the end. War is truly ugly. Truth becomes abstracted. Redemption reveals itself as an often unpleasant and complicated process.

Soldiers come home from a war expecting to be free and clear of the thing, only too often to find they are still carrying it around inside them. For those
who live through it, the war is never really over, and there may be no such thing as a happy ending.