The Book Thief was so epic that I ploughed through it in one sitting. It’s the type of YA novel that you forget is an actual YA novel because of the lack of cringe-worthy teenage angst and drama (#Firstworldproblems anyone)? I’m not saying this book lacks drama and angst, but the fact that it’s set during the real life era of Nazi Germany, makes it all the more sobering and sad. It was an especially intriguing read because of the author’s different perspective on the events of the Holocaust. Here’s Zusak’s reasoning behind his writing approach in own words:
“I also hope that readers of any age will see another side of Nazi Germany, where certain people did hide their Jewish friends to save their lives (at the risk of their own). I wanted them to see people who were unwilling to fly the Nazi flag, and boys and girls who thought the Hitler Youth was boring and ridiculous. “ — Marcus ZusakThe highlight of the novel, in my opinion, is the fact that Death itself is the narrator. Zusak does a brilliant job of giving Death a complex persona. Rather than depicting the obvious role of bloodthirsty predator who overly enjoys picking up souls, Death is portrayed as “exhausted from his external existence and his job.” Death seems sympathetic yet intrigued by the main character of Liesel and even remorseful towards her best friend Rudy.
I loved every minute of The Book Thief and can find no faults. Death ultimately reveals that humans haunt him towards the end of the novel; I feel the same way about this book. I can’t wait to see how the film adaptation compares to this epic read.