The Make-Your-Own-Commentary Experiment, Part the Third (sound off in "Comments" section)
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Paperback 219: Pocket Books 1147 (1st ptg, 1957)
Title: Combat Nurse
Author: Frieda K. Franklin
Cover artist: Charles Binger
Yours for: $10
Page 123~
In the subdued light their faces were hard voluptuous masks of powder and rouge and thick gleaming lipstick smeared like coating of fat over their pouting mouths.
~RP
13 comments:
It's always nice when your lipstick matches the blood splattered on your scrubs.
With hair like that how does she keep it out of the open wounds? Aren't nurses suppose to have their hair pulled back?
"Today's blue like special! Blood! Death! Honor! Courage!"
Eh, I'm just not that great at snarky comments.
It's always nice when your lipstick matches the blood splattered on your scrubs.
With hair like that how does she keep it out of the open wounds? Aren't nurses suppose to have their hair pulled back?
"Today's blue like special! Blood! Death! Honor! Courage!"
Eh, I'm just not that great at snarky comments.
I actually really like the way her face is drawn, though I agree with Jami on the lipstick. Between her and the Company K girl, it's obvious that cosmetics were included in warzone supplies.
Anyone else creeped out by the fact that she's rubbing those bloody gloves all over her neck? Ew.
"smeared like coating of fat over their pouting mouths." Again I say 'Ew.'
"mistakes are here as well as victories" - it's not a loss any more, it's a mistake
I was a little confused about her left hand... is it her hand or someone else's? Also, are those tanks in the background? And are they in the ocean?
How the heck did I manage to post twice when I only hit the button once?
What's wrong with a surgeon having a sense of h--- oh, I get it!
I certainly hope that excerpt from page 123 isn't describing the enlisted men...
So it's Combat Nurse, but it's "A realistic novel of men at war". I guess she looks so sad on the cover because she was left out of the blurb.
Call me weird, but I really like the shadows under her eyes! Very good detail.
Whistler said, "I was a little confused about her left hand... is it her hand or someone else's?"
Well, of course it's a soldier's arm that she's just picked up on the beach. She's hoping to find all his limbs before those ships get to the shore and the guys in it start shooting everything that moves.
I think there are actually two hands up there by her neck - one is hers, and she is cradling another.
Ah, thats it. She is the nurse of Frankenstien, contemplating the drs next great creations!
"mistakes are here as well as victories - places that bomb their own men" So thats a victory now?
"Frank! Kiss my hot lips!"
"You mean those pouting lips, smeared with a coating of gleaming fat? No, thanks...."
"Combat Nurse looked at the pathetic excuse for cherry pie she'd messily concocted, and realized no man would ever have her. Meanwhile, the beach at Normandy was being stormed outside , but not being the 'political' type, she set to kneading to give it another shot. It was quite a racket outside the kitchen window, but she was determined to perservere."
It's actually a pretty good book, if you don't mind raw portrayed as raw. The author was in fact a WWII combat nurse and I would imagine writing this was part of her recovery from the distress she portrays. Ignore the quote above; it would be hard to find one less representative of the story or the style. Same goes for the silly illustration.
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