The Book Thief is hauntingly, painfully beautiful, yet tragic and squeezes the heart until it throbs red. Absolutely beautiful prose throughout--despiThe Book Thief is hauntingly, painfully beautiful, yet tragic and squeezes the heart until it throbs red. Absolutely beautiful prose throughout--despite the German expletives. The narrator's voice (Death) is stunning, unforgettable, darkly magical. Markus Zusak has written here some of the most creative and fantastic metaphors I have heard since Ray Bradbury.
The story of the people living and dying in Nazi Germany has been told in many ways over the years, and it's important that the world never forgets, that history does not swallow up the truths of that time. The tales we see usually see follow Jewish characters all the way to the concentration camps. But The Book Thief delivers an utterly unique picture of tiny moments in a young Germans girl's life as she survived for years with foster parents in a small town outside of Munich.
The images of Liesel's life(view spoiler)[ from thieving exploits with her best friend Rudy to hiding a Jew in the basement to surviving a bombing that kills everyone on her street but her (hide spoiler)] are at once sparkling dreams and shivering nightmares, all told using stark details that both shine as blinding sunlight and darken with suffocating pitch.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more