His best-known work may be Exodus, which was published in 1958. He went on to write The Angry Hills, a novel set in war-time Greece.

He then went to Warner Brothers in Hollywood helping to write the eponymous movie which was extremely popular with the public, but not the critics. Drawing on his experiences in Guadalcanal and Tarawa, he produced the best-selling Battle Cry, a novel depicting the toughness and courage of U.S. Esquire magazine bought an article in 1950, and he began to devote himself to writing more seriously. Released from service he worked for a newspaper, and wrote in his spare time. While recuperating from malaria in San Francisco, he met Betty Beck, a Marine sergeant they married in 1945. He was sent to the US after suffering from dengue fever, malaria and a recurrence of asthma that made him miss the devastation of his battalion at the Battle of Saipan, which was featured in Battle Cry. He served in the South Pacific with the 2nd Battalion, 6th Marines Regiment, where he was stationed in New Zealand, and fought as a radioman in combat on Guadalcanal and Tarawa from 1942 through 1944. When he was 17 and in his senior year of high school, the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor and he enlisted in the United States Marine Corps. He attended schools in Norfolk, Virginia, and Baltimore, but never graduated from high school, and failed English three times. I'm glad I read the book, but not certain I could read the sequel without some seriously uplifting music playing in the background.At age six, Uris reportedly wrote an operetta inspired by the death of his dog. Still, the style is rather simplistic (Irish Catholics: good! Irish Protestants and the British: bad!) and the book drags on from one injustice to another, leading up to what can only be a bad ending for our hero - and it's almost a relief when it's over. I'm glad I read it, if only to get a glimpse into the effects of the British Industrial revolution on their Irish subjects, and the ongoing political oppression that leads to the beginning of the Irish Republican Brotherhood. This type of approach may not bother many readers, but I found it disconcerting, like the author couldn't make up his mind how best to present it all.

Then, he's out of the story line and we're back to the tale recounted in third person. Uris goes from telling his tale from first to third person, then back again as it seems to suit - whenever the protagonist's best buddy is around to pick up the narrative, we hear it all through him for a certain number of pages. Some of the characters are drawn better than others, and there are large portions of the story that were very entertaining. This book offers up an interesting time in history in a country not given much thought aside from silly-jolly St.

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