197 reviews for:

The Radetzky March

Joseph Roth

3.92 AVERAGE

chairmanbernanke's review against another edition

4.0

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The story of a family, society, and tragedy.

rob_from_amersfoort's review against another edition

4.0

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Translated into Dutch. Captivating story over several generations in (the slowly disintegrating) Austria-Hungary. Not much else happens. 3½ stars.

luviluv's review against another edition

3.75

adventurous emotional informative reflective medium-paced

Plot or Character Driven: A mix

Strong character development: Yes

Loveable characters: Yes

Diverse cast of characters: No

Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

_imke_'s review against another edition

4.0

adventurous challenging dark emotional sad medium-paced

Plot or Character Driven: Character

Strong character development: Yes

Loveable characters: No

Diverse cast of characters: No

Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

badgermode's review against another edition

4.0

challenging dark emotional reflective sad slow-paced

Plot or Character Driven: Character

Strong character development: Yes

Loveable characters: No

Diverse cast of characters: No

Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

lolibastida's review against another edition

1.0

informative slow-paced

Plot or Character Driven: Character

Strong character development: No

Loveable characters: No

Diverse cast of characters: No

Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

tobias_wimmer's review against another edition

4.5

reflective sad tense slow-paced

wilhuws's review against another edition

3.75

funny reflective sad slow-paced

Plot or Character Driven: Character

prusche's review against another edition

4.0

reflective sad slow-paced

Plot or Character Driven: Character

Strong character development: Yes

Loveable characters: Complicated

Diverse cast of characters: No

Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

zachf's review against another edition

5.0

dark emotional reflective sad slow-paced

Plot or Character Driven: Character

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Devastating 

Page 304

“During the final week before the celebration, there was no rain. All the garlands remained aloft, all the lanterns. At times the junior officer and the four privates camping like an outpost on the outskirts of the Little Forest and peering westward, in the direction of the heavenly foe, were frightened by a distant rumble, an echo of distant thunder. At times some pale sheet lightning flamed in the evening over the grey-blue fog thickening on the western horizon, where it gently cushioned the declining red sun. The storms might be breaking far from here, as if in a different world. But the mute Little Forest crackled with dry needles and the parched bark of the pine trunks. The birds peeped, dull and drowsy. The soft, sandy ground between the trunks was aglow. No storm came. The garlands remained on the wires.”