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10 of 10 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Almost a Really Great War Novel,
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This review is from: A Good Clean Fight (Paperback)
Derek Robinson's novel, A Good Clean Fight, follows the remaining characters from his earlier Piece of Cake to the North African Desert in May 1942. As in previous Robinson novels, much of the focus is upon the fictional "Hornet Squadron," now led by "Fanny" Barton and equipped with P-40 "Tomahawks." The pilot "Pip" Patterson, the squadron adjutant "Uncle" Kellaway and the intelligence officer "Skull" Skelton are also on hand. However unlike other Robinson novels that focus mainly on life within the squadron, A Good Clean Fight has substantial roles for the Germans and for a British ground unit. Captain Jack Lampard is a British Special Air Service (SAS) officer who leads daring behind-the-lines raids on German airfields and Major Paul Schramm is a German intelligence officer tasked with finding and defeating the SAS raiders. There are also a number of other SAS and German supporting characters that add depth to Lampard's and Schramm's roles. A Good Clean Fight also has considerably more combat action than any other Robinson novels and the book crackles along at a very good pace. Indeed, the novel starts off very well and could have been a truly great war novel if Robinson had not allowed himself to get distracted with several unnecessary sub-plots in the middle of his work. Nevertheless, A Good Clean Fight is very good and probably one of Robinson's finest efforts to date. The main plot with "Hornet Squadron" in A Good Clean Fight focuses on efforts to entice the Luftwaffe fighters to come up and fight in the quiet period that preceded the Gazala Campaign. Barton, afraid that his hard-luck unit might be broken up, offers to conduct a systematic ground attack program in order to get the German fighters to commit to action (the Germans preferred to hold their fighters back in order to prepare for the main battle coming). In effect, Barton commits his unit to an attritional campaign that can have but one end for the squadron - whittling down pilots and aircraft in the hope that something will "break loose" before the unit is combat ineffective. Barton has changed somewhat since A Piece of Cake and is no longer very sympathetic; many readers might feel that he is sacrificing his unit for his own sake, but that is unfair. "Fanny's" efforts to "outfox" the enemy as he says, and "Skull's" pointed explanations of why this is unlikely are quite interesting. In the midst of this growing tension in the unit, Robinson delivers several excellent and exciting descriptions of air-ground attacks on assorted targets. Lampard begins the novel with an exciting raid on a German airfield and even briefly captures the intelligence officer, Schramm. Robinson's depiction of these raids gives great insight not only into SAS tactics of the period, but the type of men who excelled in this type of work. Lampard in many respects is the SAS leader par excellence - aggressive, physically impressive, cunning and ultra-competent. Unfortunately, Lampard has some flaws which may not be uncommon in the special operations community: he is a "risk junkie" who doesn't know when to quit and he lies to superiors and subordinates in order to cover up his mistakes. Like Barton's attrition tactics, Lampard's "risk tactics" seem preordained to eventual catastrophe, of course, with much bravery along the way. Schramm starts out as a very interesting, witty character but gradually withers into a sour, introverted, pathetic sort. While Schramm and his peers do provide some tension in the novel with their "cat and mouse" game with Lampard, one feels that the SAS are never seriously threatened by Luftwaffe intelligence. Indeed, the one German effort to send a large patrol out into the desert to ambush the in-coming SAS patrols ends up in total and ridiculous disaster. The worst parts of the novel involve Schraam's involvement with an Italian female doctor - this goes nowhere and means nothing. On the Allied side, the antics of two reporters is also quite distracting and useless. Were it not for these distracting minor characters - who somehow elbow out the main characters in midstream - A Good Clean Fight would have been nearly perfect. As usual, Robinson's humor is very dry and very dark, and is certainly the most compelling aspect of his novels. Robinson is able to show both the bravery and the stupidity in war, as well as just the sheer misery of trying to fight in blast-furnace heat, covered with flies. In a historical sense, Robinson also delivers insight into neglected facets of the desert war, such as the "Takoradi" trail the Allies used to ferry planes across Africa and the German air raid on Chad to interdict the trail.
9 of 11 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Robinson's GOOD CLEAN FIGHT is a fantastic piece of work!,
By A Customer
This review is from: A Good Clean Fight (Paperback)
Derek Robinson scores a great hit with his A GOOD CLEAN FIGHT. Set amidst the shifting "ping-pong" war of 1942 North Africa, this story jumps between two groups of English soldiers. Robinson's econimical style is subtle and very stylish. His humor is dry and very real. His characters are beautfully done, and the action is both facinating and horrific. This is THE BEST World War II novel I have read.
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
"Ping-pong is not an Olympic sport",
By R. Sundquist (Madison, Wisconsin) - See all my reviews
This review is from: A Good Clean Fight (Mass Market Paperback)
Although A GOOD CLEAN FIGHT shares some characters in common with an earlier book, PIECE OF CAKE, and it's also about the fictional Hornet squadron, it's not a sequel in the traditional sense. A sequel implies a certain safety, the security of routine: Biggles, Sharpe, Hornblower. With Robinson's books there is no such thing as safety or security. The only thing predictable about this book is that it is just as riveting and blackly funny as any of his other novels.
There is a very large cast of characters occupying North Africa in the spring of 1942, in a lull between battles when the two armies, German and British, are eyeing each other across the desert and waiting for something to happen. Fanny Barton, leader of Hornet squadron and survivor of the Battle of Britain, needs to get some results or else he'll be taken off ops, reassigned to ferry brand-new airplanes across Africa. He hatches a plan to strafe German camps and ammo dumps, and whatever other targets he can lay his hands on, even if it means leading his squadron of clapped-out Tomahawks to the brink of destruction. Jack Lampard, a captain in the SAS, has a similar motivation. He's the sort of man only suited to life during wartime; anything less than a life-or-death adventure -- preferably in the desert, with a good chance of having one's head blown off by a German sentry -- is not worth it. He leads commando raids on German airfields, driving his patrol through the desert, behind enemy lines, and striking at night. He gets results, but he also gets addicted to danger: his men can see that Lampard doesn't plan on coming back from their latest raid. An American reporter comes along for the ride, looking for a hero to sell his newspapers. Paul Schramm is a Luftwaffe intelligence officer determined to find some way of combating the SAS raids. He's forty-four, walks with a limp, and knows he's no killer, but he's had a taste of action and he wants more. He struggles with these impulses: "War doesn't use brains. War replaces brains. There's no such thing as intelligent violence." Major Jakowski of the Afrika Korps comes up with a scheme of his own to outfox the SAS patrols, by leading a force into the desert to intercept them. The result is about as effective as Don Quixote tilting at windmills: "I expect they were up to no good, just like us," Lampard says, "The difference is we're rather better at it, aren't we?" The characters are sketched in quick, deft strokes: you recognize them and empathize with them, even though they might only hang around for a few pages, even if they're not the sort of people you'd like to know. Dialogue is one of Robinson's strengths, and he is on top form here. He describes the desert with a remarkable intensity: flies, heat, sun, sand, flies, spectacular sunsets, dust, more flies; everything comes to life with a harsh vividness that is second only to the real thing. The action scenes are equally graphic, sparing no details. They are as emotionally gripping as they are thrilling. Mr. Robinson has written some fantastic books. A GOOD CLEAN FIGHT is probably not his masterpiece, but it is the widest in scope and perhaps the most lucid in its depiction of the bravery, futility, and utter absurdity of war.
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