'Devastating honesty... Loyd's frankness shows a different kind of courage from that he demonstrates on the battlefield, but it's courage none the less... Loyd shows himself to be the best guide through today's wars working in the English language. He can also be very moving. This is a book about love as much as war.'
'Two things set Anthony Loyd apart from your average, war-weary combat-zone junkie: a luminous prose style that sometimes borders on the visionary, and a fiercely principled integrity.'
'Anthony Loyd's style is low-key - philosophical, reflective, melancholic, stoical and beset by internal demons (heroin addiction, the loss of a beloved mentor, the terminal illness of his mother) that gives a still, sad edge to his observation of the tragedies and inanities of conflict. He writes from grit and grief.'
'This memoir is a great big bloody bong of horror, chaos, gallows humour, loss, boredom and self-loathing, followed by slack-jawed self-medication... All the horror and madness and desperate, thoughtless, random injustice and, even worse, random justice, of war is present and incorrect... For once, the promise of the publisher's blurb - 'Anthony Loyd spares us nothing in this moving and painfully honest memoir' - is more than fulfilled... It isn't perfect. Sometimes, like war, it's messy. But it is moving. And if this is just another vicarious hit of a war correspondent's memories, well, it's seriously good shit, man.'
'Britain's boldest, louchest, war reporter... [A] vivid, hugely compelling memoir... Loyd writes glorious, evocative, laceratingly honest prose rich in gory detail and telling metaphor.'
'Superb memoir... Scouring honesty... Loyd's own painful honesty... makes this memoir all the more compelling.'
'Loyd has little time for those without guts... Pitiless on conflict itself - what drives men to it, and the seemingly infinite degree of savagery of which man is capable.'
'Not content with getting shot at in the world's trouble spots, reporter Anthony Loyd was either using heroin or trying to get off it. His second volume of memoirs isn't as sharp as the first, but it will still have you hooked'
'The most exciting book I have read this year.'
'Loyd can... write exceptionally well at times, and with lacerating honesty... There's real substance here, too, and a candour that is shockingly memorable.'
'[A] powerful and touching memorial... This is not another 'love letter' to conflict; this time it is to his dead friend. It is a recognition that war kills those we love, and that those of us who choose to follow conflict like groupies on its trail cannot escape it in the long run. The writing is as brilliant as ever as Loyd navigates with a sure hand through shocking moments of sudden violence from the Balkans to Iraq and Africa. But it is the search for Schork's killers that is most powerful, a gripping whodunit that ends with another pointless death.'
'There is much to treasure... Beyond the "gun battle override" and the "Humvee cupolas gunners" we find a brave, lovely man and a talented if over-wrought writer, bursting to be free.'
'Devastating honesty... Loyd's frankness shows a different kind of courage from that he demonstrates on the battlefield, but it's courage none the less... Loyd shows himself to be the best guide through today's wars working in the English language. He can be very funny. He can also be very moving.'
'It is a harrowing story. Loyd's writing can be spectacularly florid and the savagery remorseless.'
'Superb memoir... Loyd and his fellow correspondents survive through a mixture of gallows humour and a drive for the next journalistic high... Loyd's honesty in confronting those truths makes this memoir all the more compelling.'
'War reporting meets heroin in an engrossing read.'
'Raw, brutally honest commentary that clings on to hope'