The Book Thief: Review
There are many books that stick out from the endless pages of
black on white. Books which delight, books which scare, books which bewilder,
and which make a person reflect on their own humanity. But very few have had
such an impact on myself as with Markus Zusak’s The Book Thief.
Narrated by Death himself, Zusak tells the story of Liesel, a German girl sent to live with foster parents just before the outbreak of World War II. After her brother’s death on the journey to her new home, Liesel’s life is changed when she picks up a single object, partially hidden in the snow – The Gravedigger’s Handbook. Though she cannot yet read, this first act of thievery sparks a love affair with books and words that is nurtured further by her accordion-playing foster father, Hans. As war closes in and rationing and air raids commence, soon she is stealing books from Nazi book-burnings as well as the mayor’s wife’s own library. But when Liesel’s foster family hides a Jew in their basement, her eyes are opened and her world closes. And Death has never been busier.
To reveal that the story is told by Death undoubtedly conjures up images of Terry Prachett’s Death in the Discworld novels, and may well seem inappropriate or distasteful to some, considering the sensitive subject matter. Yet in Zusak’s hands, this narrative device simply gives a unique and empathetic voice to a narrator who is able to comment on humanity and their hearts without appearing laborious or conceited. Only a small number of writers have the talent to twist words in this direction. An abundance of adjectives and adverbs are constructed in such a way as to revitalise language and paint a picture of emotion in a vivid landscape as one has never before encountered. With a particular focus on colour and sound, Zusak combines the minute everyday with such terrible events and believable characters that you cannot help but fall in love with every aspect. Just as the novel centres on the power of language and words, so it is fitting that it is written to encapsulate this very notion.
“I am haunted by humans.”
For any author, it is difficult to infuse light-hearted entertainment
into such a melancholy and serious setting as that of WWII, but Zusak manages
to find the perfect balance in his novel. Lively humour dances through the pages
that are peppered with the tragedy of life for a country at war, where bombs are
a regular occurrence, Gestapo take children away, and Jews are paraded throughout
the street. We encounter all colours of German, from truly committed Nazis to
the benevolent likes of Hans Huberman, alongside the innocence of a full-hearted
child playing soccer in the street.
"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."
Not only is this a tremendously powerful portrayal of life under Nazi
rule, it inspires each reader to think about human nature and the meaning of
doing what is right in a time when everyone is telling you how wrong you are. Characters
suffer cruel fates, but also provide a stunning example of the power of personal
sacrifice, courage and friendship. Characters of particular note include Rudy
Steiner, a close friend of Liesel’s who is obsessed with the black athlete Jesse
Owens, even donning black-face makeup. While his outward appearance is emphasised
as being that of the perfect German, with his “gangly blue eyes” and “lemon”
hair, his idealisation of a black man cuts completely across any racial,
ethical or religious lines, and mentally, he is the complete opposite. Max, the
Jewish man in hiding, is also a very poignant character, who writes and
illustrates a strangely beautiful short story for Liesel over whitewashed pages
from his copy of Hitler’s Mein Kampf.
Markus Zusak (2013)
Photo by Page Thirteen
via Wikimedia Commons
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“I have hated words and I have loved them, and I
hope I have made them right."
Narrated by Death himself, Zusak tells the story of Liesel, a German girl sent to live with foster parents just before the outbreak of World War II. After her brother’s death on the journey to her new home, Liesel’s life is changed when she picks up a single object, partially hidden in the snow – The Gravedigger’s Handbook. Though she cannot yet read, this first act of thievery sparks a love affair with books and words that is nurtured further by her accordion-playing foster father, Hans. As war closes in and rationing and air raids commence, soon she is stealing books from Nazi book-burnings as well as the mayor’s wife’s own library. But when Liesel’s foster family hides a Jew in their basement, her eyes are opened and her world closes. And Death has never been busier.
To reveal that the story is told by Death undoubtedly conjures up images of Terry Prachett’s Death in the Discworld novels, and may well seem inappropriate or distasteful to some, considering the sensitive subject matter. Yet in Zusak’s hands, this narrative device simply gives a unique and empathetic voice to a narrator who is able to comment on humanity and their hearts without appearing laborious or conceited. Only a small number of writers have the talent to twist words in this direction. An abundance of adjectives and adverbs are constructed in such a way as to revitalise language and paint a picture of emotion in a vivid landscape as one has never before encountered. With a particular focus on colour and sound, Zusak combines the minute everyday with such terrible events and believable characters that you cannot help but fall in love with every aspect. Just as the novel centres on the power of language and words, so it is fitting that it is written to encapsulate this very notion.
“I am haunted by humans.”
"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."
Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash |
Perhaps it is my penchant for books and story-telling, or maybe it
is because I sympathise so with the likes of Hans, a man possessing a heavy
heart of gold, that I so adore this novel. Ultimately, this is a devastatingly
powerful book, a portrait of the triumph and spirit of humanity that would
please even the most impassive reader.
“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”
“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.”
I also thoroughly recommend having a look at the interview with
Zusak which looks at both The Book Thief and another of his novels, I Am The Messenger. Find the interview here.
Author: Markus Zusak
Genre: Historical Fiction
Publisher: Alfred A. Knopf
Publication Date: 2005
Author: Markus Zusak
Genre: Historical Fiction
Publisher: Alfred A. Knopf
Publication Date: 2005
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