“It kills me sometimes, how people die.” The Book Thief is narrated by death and he speaks that line. It sums up this book perfectly.
The story is of Liesel and the Holocaust
and the people who were living in Germany at the time and how life was
for them, if they followed the party line and if they didn’t. It isn’t
in the camps and it isn’t about the Jewish victims (but it isn’t a pro
Nazi book by any means, so don’t worry).
It is the story of how life is lived when the world has gone mad and death is around every corner.
It is about love and growing up and dying.
This was a hard one, very moving and a little hard to swallow in some
places because since it is told by death there is a certain detachment
and matter-of-factness that took getting used to but then became
important because any more intimate and it would have been like dragging
a razor across your heart (which it already kind of felt like). Worth your time and the sadness.
(read Aug. 2012)
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