I'm unsure of how to rate this so I won't. 

I had no real expectations going in and I have to admit that I was pleasantly surprised. The tone that the narrator has is typically something I would find annoying, but in this it really worked. It honestly felt a lot like if Jesse Pinkman has written a book and for a lot of it he was all I could picture. This is a very matter of fact (not literally, just the tone) type of book that has no flowery language but still has some lines that really pack punch. The beginning really got me hooked, but during the middle was where I found myself struggling the most to keep momentum. 

The parts in which he recounts his experience in the army I would argue benefit the least from the blunt way of speaking. However, on the flip side, I can appreciate the very straight to the point way he talked about the horrors he witnessed and partook in. Still overall this was the hardest part to read as it just further establishes just how horrific things were done to Iraqis. 

The way the book ended did take me by surprise, it was just so matter of fact. I do think it offered some insight into addiction and how everything is not so black and white as people may want you to think. I do find myself wanting to reread it and try to pick up things I might not have before, but I think I'll hold off and watch the movie.