This is one of those sympathetic soft options which just like In Search of Mihailo (1970) also spends fifteen years en route to love finally acknowledged -- longer than what little is happening quite justifies. Marking time with the novel is Eileen whose heart belonged to Shannon from the time when she was just a youngster and he was the nobody's boy left -- by selfish actor parents -- with her family. And after Shannon came back from the war, with a leg in a brace, Eileen was the only one he could talk to if he talked at all. Nonetheless he goes on to become a film star and she a reporter in Paris and they meet in between although Shannon's feelings are as guarded as the walled city of both the title and the film he's making. It all slides down very easily past that catch in the throat.