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It is 1939 Nazi Germany The country is holding its breath Death has never been busier, and will be busier still.By her brother s graveside, Liesel s life is changed when she picks up a single object, partially hidden in the snow It is The Gravedigger s Handbook, left behind there by accident, and it is her first act of book thievery So begins a love affair with books and words, as Liesel, with the help of her accordian playing foster father, learns to read Soon she is stealing books from Nazi book burnings, the mayor s wife s library, wherever there are books to be found.But these are dangerous times When Liesel s foster family hides a Jew in their basement, Liesel s world is both opened up, and closed down.In superbly crafted writing that burns with intensity, award winning author Markus Zusak has given us one of the most enduring stories of our time. Just to clarify Yes, I did cry.I ve read a lot of positive and negative reviews for this book I can see why people wouldn t like it I really can Perhaps because I took a lot out of it personally, I found I enjoyed it a lot.Quick test to see if you ll like this book 1 Did you like Anne of Green Gables 2 Can you cope with an off beat, melancholy, caustic, dead pan, self righteous narrator 3 Do you like words Questions 4 8 were all about what kind of underwear you re wearing so don t worry about them.So, let s all gather around for story time with Mistress Kat.Two incidents set me off lately.1 My neighbour came to me and complained about the Islanders for those not Australian the Tongan, Fiji, Papa New Guinea and New Zealand populations of Australia causing trouble and otherwise defiling our great and beautiful nation.2 I was tooling around on Facebook when I noticed one of my friends one of those friends you ve never met except in an internet community hosting a link to a video of a speech from a man addressing the American people I wouldn t go so far as to say that he is reminiscent of a neo Hitler but let s just say that the comparison would not be wholly unearned Her comments on the video were that everything he d said was right, it was time that people sat up and listened for the sake of their country and that it s about time somebody did something Fuck me, I ve heard this phrase so many times What is it exactly that they re referring to Do they actually know I ve yet to hear them pronounce what this something is or what it looks like Is there some plan that I m not aware of that they re referring to Does it involve chipmunks, honey and tequila To my neighbour, I simply mumbled that I had to leave and got in my car I was offended on behalf of my friends so I blew him off and I haven t really spoken to him since To my Facebook friend, I resisted the urge to make any comments I debated about starting a fight that would, in all likelihood, spill over to our community In the end I ignored her and I haven t spoken to her since.The Book Thief is not your typical WWII story It doesn t even ask you to sympathize with the Jews Their plight is background to the story and their struggles and pains are rarely shown except through the pitiful beautiful character of Max This story actually focuses on the bad guys Zusak assumes that you know about the struggle and the plight of the Jews He assumes that you feel for them, that you are horrified on their behalf and so he doesn t spend much time eliciting an emotion that you are expected to have.Instead it focuses on the BAD guys You get to know and live the lives of a small and poor town in Germany The thing is, though, that these aren t really the bad guys Zusak, probably rightly, assumes that we d never be able to really empathize and enjoy reading a book about characters truly bad They re not really bad After all, they may be Germans and they may have escaped persecution and death, but they re still poor They re the tiny fraction of the German population who sympathizes with the Jews They harbour a Jewish man in their home and come to love him The thing is though that for most of the novel, they re not the good guys either They don t speak up for the Jewish people, they don t try to change popular opinion, they don t stand for what s right They quietly try to get by without causing waves and without risking much of themselves.So you can see how I would sympathize How could I think that I m one of the good guys when I don t stand up for people either Shouldn t I have challenged my neighbour and asked how he knew that the Islanders were to blame for all the crime Shouldn t I have asked him how many Islanders he knew How he could make such assumptions about people Shouldn t I have challenged my facebook friend Shouldn t I have asked her why she s spreading propaganda Couldn t I have probed her to think critically about this man s claims, about facts and ethics No I didn t want to cause problems and I didn t want to make waves.The narrator of The Book Thief makes a claim that Hitler s took over a country and started a war not with guns or weapons but with words I ve read others consider this claim to be stupid and ridiculous but I actually agree with him When I was a child I asked my Great Aunt Nell why she insisted on engaging me in long and tedious hypothetical debates about morality, human nature, ethics and theology Her response was always the same if you don t fill a child s head with all the right stuff, someone will come along and fill it with all the wrong stuff It s kind of like those corny motivational quotes that the teachers post in their rooms Those who stand for nothing fall for anything.Well, I agree When you don t educate people, when you don t teach them to think critically, with full understanding and proper knowledge, then other people come along and whisper in their ear and fill their heads up with mindless rot Hitler told the German people how to think He told them who was Wrong Why they were Wrong How to fix the Wrong What was Right Then he did the most powerful thing a person could do he told them a story When you tell a whole nation a story about the future a gloriously bright future with Plenty and Joy a future in which they are redeemed and have conquered their enemies a future in which they are happy and Everything Is As It Should Be and if you tell that story well enough, then you can conquer a country and wage a war without ever firing a single bullet Coincidently when you don t speak up, when you don t proclaim the truth, when you re too afraid to replace ignorance with knowledge then you re no better than an accomplice to a crime I can t imagine how my friends would feel if they d known that I stood by and allowed them and their family and children to be slandered like that Pretty appalled, I imagine and rightfully so.And now we come to the big reason why I think a lot of people didn t like this book the narrator.The Hunger Games did a similar thing to The Book Thief It sought to instil in its readers a sense of proper shame However, as opposed to The Book Thief, you didn t feel judged After all, for the Sins that The Hunger Games was preaching of, we re all guilty and in our combined guilt there seems to be a lessening of accountability Perhaps there s a sense that we re all going down together When we re damned, at least we ll have good company, right The Book Thief, however, singles you out as solely responsible It strips you naked and looks down on you as it asks you to account of yourself Not even the narrator can sympathize with you because he is the only one left blameless and innocent, looking upon us with a reserved kind of pity and bewilderment Maybe I m a glutton for punishment I don t mind being stripped down I don t mind being reprimanded and so I loved this book I loved this book for inspiring me to be even outlandishly outspoken and persistently and doggedly forthcoming on my opinions of these issues I loved this book because I loved the narrator I loved this book because I loved the story I loved this book because I now have the PERFECT excuse to start a helluva lot fights For some reason, that thought makes me very happy. THE BOOK THIEF A Summary Liesel Hi, I m Liesel I have no personality, but I m a cute little girl Death Her name is not Liesel Her name is THE BOOK THIEF and I shall name her that for the rest of the book.Liesel Even though I stole, like, 3 books in total or something Death Shut up, Book Thief.Rudy Hello everyone Have you ever seen a lemon That s what my hair looks like Death Here is a little information you should know this books is filled with many interesting facts Very relevant and everything We shall kick off with the definition from the dictionary of the word lemon Reader The fuck Death A lemon is a vegetable that is very yellow and acid That s what the Book Thief s friend s hair looks like.Reader That s not a very good description That s how I picture Rudy now view spoiler hide spoiler This is a book to treasure, a new classic I absolutely loved it.Set in Germany in the years 1939 1943, The Book Thief tells the story of Liesel, narrated by Death who has in his possession the book she wrote about these years So, in a way, they are both book thieves Liesel steals randomly at first, and later methodically, but she s never greedy Death pockets Liesel s notebook after she leaves it, forgotten in her grief, amongst the destruction that was once her street, her home, and carries it with him.Liesel is effectively an orphan She never knew her father, her mother disappears after delivering her to her new foster parents, and her younger brother died on the train to Molching where the foster parents live Death first encounters nine year old Liesel when her brother dies, and hangs around long enough to watch her steal her first book, The Gravedigger s Handbook, left lying in the snow by her brother s grave.Her foster parents, Hans and Rosa Herbermann, are poor Germans given a small allowance to take her in Hans, a tall, quiet man with silver eyes, is a painter of houses etc and plays the accordian He teaches Liesel how to read and write Rosa is gruff and swears a lot but has a big heart, and does laundry for rich people in the town Liesel becomes best friends with her neighbour Rudy, a boy with hair the colour of lemons who idolises the black Olympic champion sprinter Jesse Owens One night a Jew turns up in their home He s the son of a friend of Hans from the first world war, the man who taught him the accordian, whose widowed wife Hans promised to help if she ever needed it Hans is a German who does not hate Jews, though he knows the risk he and his family are taking, letting Max live in the basement Max and Liesel become close friends, and he writes an absolutely beautiful story for her, called The Standover Man, which damn near broke my heart It s the story of Max, growing up and coming to Liesel s home, and it s painted over white painted pages of Mein Kampf, which you can see through the paint.Whenever I read a book, I cannot help but read it in two ways the story itself, and how it s written They re not quite inseparable, but they definitely support each other With The Book Thief, Markus Zusak has shown he s a writer of genius, an artist of words, a poet, a literary marvel His writing is lyrical, haunting, poetic, profound Death is rendered vividly, a lonely, haunted being who is drawn to children, who has had a lot of time to contemplate human nature and wonder at it Liesel is very real, a child living a child s life of soccer in the street, stolen pleasures, sudden passions and a full heart while around her bombs drop, maimed veterans hang themselves, bereaved parents move like ghosts, Gestapo take children away and the dirty skeletons of Jews are paraded through the town.Many things save this book from being all out depressing It s never morbid, for a start A lively humour dances through the pages, and the richness of the descriptions as well as the richness of the characters hearts cannot fail to lift you up Also, it s great to read such a balanced story, where ordinary Germans even those who are blond and blue eyed are as much at risk of losing their lives, of being persecuted, as the Jews themselves.I can t go any further without talking about the writing itself From the very first title page, you know you re in for something very special indeed The only way to really show you what I mean is to select a few quotes and I wish I was better at keeping track of lines I love As he looked uncomfortably at the human shape before him, the young man s voice was scraped out and handed across the dark like it was all that remained of him p187 Imagine smiling after a slap in the face Then think of doing it twenty four hours a day That was the business of hiding a Jew p.239 The book was released gloriously from his hand It opened and flapped, the pages rattling as it covered ground in the air More abruptly than expected, it stopped and appeared to be sucked towards the water It clapped when it hit the surface and began to float downstream p.325 So many humans So many colours They keep triggering inside me They harass my memory I see them tall in their heaps, all mounted on top of each other There is air like plastic, a horizon like setting glue There are skies manufactured by people, punctured and leaking, and there are soft, coal coloured clouds, beating, like black hearts And then There is death Making his way through all of it On the surface unflappable, unwavering Below unnerved, untied, and undone p.331 After ten minutes or so, what was most prominent in the cellar was a kind of non movement Their bodies were welded together and only their feet changed position or pressure Stillness was shackled to their faces They watched each other and waited p.402 People and Jews and clouds all stopped They watched As he stood, Max looked first at the girl and then stared directly into the sky who was wide and blue and magnificent There were heavy beams planks of sun falling randomly, wonderfully, onto the road Clouds arched their backs to look behind as they started again to move on It s such a beautiful day, he said, and his voice was in many pieces A great day to die A great day to die, like this pp.543 4 Writing like this is not something just anyone can do it s true art Only a writer of Zusak s talent could make this story work, and coud get away with such a proliferation of adjectives and adverbs, to write in such a way as to revitalise the language and use words to paint emotion and a vivid visual landscape in a way you d never before encountered This is a book about the power of words and language, and it is fitting that it is written in just such this way The way this book was written also makes me think of a musical, or an elaborate, flamboyant stage play It s in the title pages for each part, in Death s asides and manner of emphasing little details or even speech, in the way Death narrates, giving us the ending at the beginning, giving little melodrammatic pronouncements that make you shiver It s probably the first book I ve read that makes me feel how I feel watching The Phantom of the Opera, if that helps explain it.And it made me cry. UPDATE AUG 26, 2016 This review has been here 8 years, has 18 pages of 854 comments and 764 likes There s no outrage for you to add in the comments section that hasn t already been addressed.If you want to talk about the book, or why you liked it, or anything else, feel free UPDATE FEB 17, 2014 I wrote this review 4 years ago on a foreign keyboad, so I m well aware that I spelled Chekhov s name wrong I m not going to fix it, so please don t drive my review further up in the rankings by commenting on the misspelling You re very dear, but I know his name is Anton and not Antonin On that same note, you don t need to add comments telling me that I didn t like the book because I don t know how to read and don t understand metaphors I actually have an M.A in in English Lit, so I do know how to read much better than you do, in fact Now quit bothering me before I go get my PhD and then really turn into a credential touting ass UPDATE JULY 10, 2013 To all jr high students who find themselves grossly offended by my review please remember that every time you leave a comment here, you push my review up even higher in the rankings Please save us both time and energy by not commenting Thnx This was the biggest piece of garbage I ve ever read after The Kite Runner Just as with The Kite Runner, I m somewhat shocked that this book is a bestseller and has been given awards, chewed up and swallowed by the literary masses and regarded as greatness Riiiight The whole thing can be summed up as the story of a girl who sometimes steals books coming of age during the Holocaust Throw in the snarky narration by Death nifty trick except that it doesn t work , a few half assed drawings of birdies and swastikas, senseless and often laughable prose that sounds like it was pulled from the poetry journal of a self important 15 year old, and a cast of characters that throughout are like watching cardboard cutouts walking around VERY SLOWLY, and that s the novel Here are some humble observations First, chances are that you, Mr Zusak, are not Antonin Chekhov You are, therefore, incapable of properly describing the weather for use as a literary device, and you end up sounding like an asshole Don t believe me I like a chocolate colored sky Dark, dark chocolate Really Do you, now The sky was dripping Like a tap that a child has tried it s hardest to turn off but hasn t quite managed Really Wow Next you ll tell me that the rain was like a shower I m moved Oh, how the clouds stumbled in and assembled stupidly in the sky Great obese clouds Yes Stupid, obese clouds They need an education and a healthy diet Next, chances are that you, Mr Zusak, are not William Styron or any one of the other small handful of authors that can get away with Holocaust fiction They ve done their research, had some inkling of writing ability, and were able to tell fascinating stories You invented a fake town in Germany probably so you didn t have to do any research and told a long winded and poorly written story, and in 500 pages you couldn t even make it to 1945, so you sloppily dropped off and wrapped it up in 1943 What s the point of writing historical fiction if you can t even stay within the basic confines of that hisotrical event For me, this does nothing than trivialize the mass murder of over 6 million people Maybe that s why a 30 year old Australian shouldn t write about the Holocaust But that s just me Moving on But what really makes this book expensive toilet paper is the bad writing which is to be found not just in bizarre descriptions of the weather, but really on every page Some personal favorites The breakfast colored sun Somewhere inside her were the souls of words The oldened young man WTF He crawled to a disfigured figure Her words were motionless It smelled like friendship Remind me to sniff my friends next time I see them A multitude of words and sentences were at her fingertips HUH Pinecones littered the ground like cookies Sigh All of this is quite funny coming from a book where the main character supposedly learns the importance of words Further, I love that the protagonist comes to the conclusion that Hitler would be nothing without words Really REALLY Would Hitler be nothing without WORDS What about self loathing, misplaced blame and hatred, an ideology, xenophobia, charisma, an army, and a pride injured nation willing to listen Don t those count for something The shit storm comes to an end when a bomb lands on our fictional town, wiping out everyone save for the sometimes book thief main character Of course Because weak writers who don t know how to end their story just kill everyone off for a clean break and some nice emotional manipulation Written for maximum tear jerking effect, our main character spews out some great lines when she sees the death and destruction around her To her dead mother, God damn it, you were so beautiful To her dead best friend as she shakes him, Wake up I love you Wake up Didn t I see the same thing in that movie My Girl Then she profoundly notes that her dead father was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones And this kind of angsty adolescent prose just never ended It went on and on to form the one long ass, senseless, disjointed story But that s ok Take it all the junk, give it a quirky narrator, an obscure and mysterious title, throw in a Jew on the run from Nazis who likes to draw silly pictures of birds and swastikas, and market it all as Holocaust lit Ahh, the packaging of bullshit makes for such a sweet best seller Swallow it down, America Put it on the shelf next to The Kite Runner You love this You live for this SUCKED.