This book wasn't what I thought it was going to be. I was definitely into the WWII part about it, but the way that the narration went and how the style of writing was definitely distracted me more than anything. I did not like the perspective of Death. It was tiring to hear about how he/she (?) complained how there was so much work to do during this time. It was like ok...? Then just don't take them away!Also, the whole point of Liesel being left by her mom and watching her brother die really freaked me out. And how she kept having those re-occurring dreams and how the only thing that could ever tie her together in comparison to a Jew were nightmares and death. Um, that's a great perspective and outlook to have. These poor people are dying all around you because they are scapegoated and yet the only thing you have in common with them is nightmares? Yeah ok. Whatever.I really was not too happy with this book. It was kind of "meh" for me. I felt like it could have been better. I definitely did not like the summary on the back really focusing on how Liesel stole a book from a pile of burning books set afire by the Germans. She did that ONCE. And that wasn't even the first time she stole a book! The cover makes me mad too because the dominos don't come into the story until 3/4 of the way through! I guess the whole metaphor and representation of the dominos is suppose to be there throughout the book, but I would have liked that a little more in the front of the book. The whole time I was wondering what was up with these dominos.I don't like the way that the Mayor's wife was portrayed either. I liked how she kept "letting" Liesel steal from her library, but the concept was just too weird for me. There was too much depression every where in this book, from the narrator being Death itself, to the war, to people dying every five seconds, to the storyline being rather flat. I found myself only turning the pages in hopes that it would get better. The only character that I rather liked was Hans Hubberman, because he was the only one who stood up to the Nazis. Yes, he did steal a book, but he saved more than one life by doing that. Liesel ended up losing so many to stealing. I felt like each book that she stole and the ones that were given to her, represented and omened a new death.I guess I was more in the mantra of WWII a couple of weeks ago. But this book really did bash WWII for me. This felt like the German version of Anne Frank...a really, really poor version of Anne Frank.
Lost Between Pages
I love to read. I tend to read more fiction versus nonfiction. I have a goal to read as many books as I can before the year is up. I like to challenge myself and I also like to discover books that I never would've picked up in the first place. I prefer real books, but lately I have become obsessed with how easy it is to download an ebook on my kindle.
This book wasn't what I thought it was going to be. I was definitely into the WWII part about it, but the way that the narration went and how the style of writing was definitely distracted me more than anything. I did not like the perspective of Death. It was tiring to hear about how he/she (?) complained how there was so much work to do during this time. It was like ok...? Then just don't take them away!Also, the whole point of Liesel being left by her mom and watching her brother die really freaked me out. And how she kept having those re-occurring dreams and how the only thing that could ever tie her together in comparison to a Jew were nightmares and death. Um, that's a great perspective and outlook to have. These poor people are dying all around you because they are scapegoated and yet the only thing you have in common with them is nightmares? Yeah ok. Whatever.I really was not too happy with this book. It was kind of "meh" for me. I felt like it could have been better. I definitely did not like the summary on the back really focusing on how Liesel stole a book from a pile of burning books set afire by the Germans. She did that ONCE. And that wasn't even the first time she stole a book! The cover makes me mad too because the dominos don't come into the story until 3/4 of the way through! I guess the whole metaphor and representation of the dominos is suppose to be there throughout the book, but I would have liked that a little more in the front of the book. The whole time I was wondering what was up with these dominos.I don't like the way that the Mayor's wife was portrayed either. I liked how she kept "letting" Liesel steal from her library, but the concept was just too weird for me. There was too much depression every where in this book, from the narrator being Death itself, to the war, to people dying every five seconds, to the storyline being rather flat. I found myself only turning the pages in hopes that it would get better. The only character that I rather liked was Hans Hubberman, because he was the only one who stood up to the Nazis. Yes, he did steal a book, but he saved more than one life by doing that. Liesel ended up losing so many to stealing. I felt like each book that she stole and the ones that were given to her, represented and omened a new death.I guess I was more in the mantra of WWII a couple of weeks ago. But this book really did bash WWII for me. This felt like the German version of Anne Frank...a really, really poor version of Anne Frank.
