(finished) The Book Thief - Markus Zusak
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Read this a few months ago, enjoyed it in a sort of destroyed way. There were points where it teetered on the edge of being too postmodern, but then pulled back, or anchored itself just in time.
I'm not sure how accurate it is, but I think it is pretty accurate? of what life was like in WW2 Germany for people just living in villages, trying to get through, some worse and some better than others. And the importance of reading, of books, of writing, and of words.
It rewards re-reading, I think; I need to get a copy in dead-tree form. I read it on a tiny little netbook during a power outage, furiously racing the battery clock to get through just one chapter and then the next. I had a candle lit next to me for light so that's what I associate with this novel, a sort of franticness, and a quiet stillness, the hush of no electricity anywhere and beeswax melting on the coffee table.
Not sure if I would like anything else by Zusak. I think this book might be the exception?
Read this a few months ago, enjoyed it in a sort of destroyed way. There were points where it teetered on the edge of being too postmodern, but then pulled back, or anchored itself just in time.
I'm not sure how accurate it is, but I think it is pretty accurate? of what life was like in WW2 Germany for people just living in villages, trying to get through, some worse and some better than others. And the importance of reading, of books, of writing, and of words.
It rewards re-reading, I think; I need to get a copy in dead-tree form. I read it on a tiny little netbook during a power outage, furiously racing the battery clock to get through just one chapter and then the next. I had a candle lit next to me for light so that's what I associate with this novel, a sort of franticness, and a quiet stillness, the hush of no electricity anywhere and beeswax melting on the coffee table.
Not sure if I would like anything else by Zusak. I think this book might be the exception?
