*Taken from Goodreads*
It’s just a small story really, about among other things: a girl, some words, an accordionist, some fanatical Germans, a Jewish fist-fighter, and quite a lot of thievery. . . .
Set during World War II in Germany, Markus Zusak’s groundbreaking new novel is the story of Liesel Meminger, a foster girl living outside of Munich. Liesel scratches out a meager existence for herself by stealing when she encounters something she can’t resist–books. With the help of her accordion-playing foster father, she learns to read and shares her stolen books with her neighbors during bombing raids as well as with the Jewish man hidden in her basement before he is marched to Dachau.
This is an unforgettable story about the ability of books to feed the soul.
I’ve been recommended this book countless times, but in true fashion, I have put it off and forgotten about it and decided against reading it for years. Honestly, I’m glad I did, because this is a book I wasn’t ready for until now. I did not expect it to be so deep, so it was a bit of a shock when compared to the other books I’ve been reading lately. I will say that this was a slow read, because there was a lot of heavy things happening that needed to be digested properly as a reader. The prose was another aspect that needed to be enjoyed slowly, as it is beautiful written but takes a moment to absorb.
If you want to read a beautiful book, I’d point you in this direction. I did expect to cry a lot more than I did however, but maybe I just had time to steel myself for it. There are several moments of character death in this novel (it’s WW2 man, what did you expect?), but I only teared up when the main character Lisel was reunited with Max, the Jew her family hid for a good third of the book. For some reason, I was under the impression that Max would be a more constant character in the story, but I also understand the literary choices of him not being that way.
There isn’t much for me to say regarding what I didn’t like about this book, because there was nothing I didn’t like. If anything, it was slow going, which is rare for me, but it’s also nice to find a piece that requires me to take my time. As far as recommendations go, I would encourage anyone who enjoys books and reading to give it a chance. Defiantly be at a place where you want to spend some time on it, and be ready to tear up a little (I did towards the end), and be ready to think and hurt for the characters here. This is a novel that is certainly worth the respect and love surrounding it.