By William Boyd
"Rich in personality and incident, An Ice-Cream War fulfills the ambition of the historic novel at its best."
—The long island occasions e-book Review
Booker Prize Finalist
"Boyd has greater than fulfilled the brilliant promise of [his] first novel. . . . he's able not just of a few very humorous satire but in addition of seriousness and compassion." —Michiko Kakutani, The long island Times
1914. In a lodge room in German East Africa, American farmer Walter Smith desires of Theodore Roosevelt. As he sleeps, a railway passenger swats at flies, regretting her selection to come back to the darkish Continent—and to her husband. On a far off English riverbank, a jealous Felix Cobb watches his brother swim, and curses his sister-in-law-to-be. And within the historical past of the world's day-by-day chatter: rumors of an Anglo-German clash, the likes of which not anyone has ever seen.
In An Ice-Cream War, William Boyd brilliantly conjures up the personal dramas of a new release upswept by means of the winds of warfare. After his German neighbor burns his crops—with an apology and a smile—Walter Smith takes up palms on behalf of serious Britain. And whilst Felix's brother marches off to guard British East Africa, he pursues, opposed to his greater judgment, a forbidden love affair. because the sons of the area fit wits and guns on a continent millions of miles from domestic, desperation makes bedfellows of enemies and traitors of family and friends. by means of turns comedian and quietly clever, An Ice-Cream War deftly renders lives capsized by means of violence, probability, and the irrepressible human potential for love.
"Funny, guaranteed, and cleanly, expansively instructed, a seriocomic romp. Boyd offers us reviews of individuals stuck within the aspect wallet of calamity and dramatizes their plights with humor, element and grit." —Harper's
"Boyd has crafted a quiet, seamless prose during which tale and characters circulation without problems out of a fertile mind's eye. . . . The reader emerges deeply moved." —Newsday