telling someone to read a book and watching as their world slowly gets destroyed by it
So I was looking for some “Banshee” definitions on Google, and I found this one:
It says that Banshees can shape shift into coyotes…
the maze runner movie full of boys (◡‿◡✿)
the maze runner movie full of cute boys (◕‿◕✿)
the maze runner movie full of cute boys covered in dirt and sweat (⊙‿⊙✿)
This ask calls for a list.
- The idea of Death as a narrator is brilliant. Just the irony of Death accompanying war in a story as a narrator is brilliant. I’m sure I’d have loved the book even if Liesel had been its narrator but Death adds an entirely different element to it. He makes you think. He provides such a dark, poignant and thought-provoking voice. It’s something special.
- Simply the fact that it’s set during WWII in Germany appeals to me. I love history and historical fiction is one of my favourite genres. I particularly love the fact that The Book Thief considers a German perspective - better yet, a German perspective that doesn’t depict them all as evil Nazis (I have family in Germany so this is important to me and I feel like we need to keep on remembering but stop blaming) - one which I’ve rarely come across in fiction. It’s also based on true stories Markus was told by his parents (e.g. a boy giving Jews who were being marched through the street bread) and I appreciate that truth amidst the fiction.
- Yet it’s more than a war story. I love its heart, the concept of Death as a narrator, and the emphasis on the power of words. I’ve never read a book like it - that encapsulates so many powerful themes - and I’d be very surprised if I ever did.
- Like I said, it’s partly based on true stories. That alone makes me appreciate it so much. It’s possible to love a book without liking its author but the fact that Markus Zusak is such a lovely guy and is so clearly passionate about this book makes it all the more significant to me. I can tell when I read the book that it means a lot to him. I do appreciate when an author really does care about their work.
- It’s one of the few books that can make me cry. I barely ever cry at anything, yet this one book makes tears stream down my face. I become so emotionally invested in the story and its character that I cannot help it.
- I’ve grown to love the characters like they were my own family. I see myself in Liesel Meminger, a girl who steals words (power) back from those who have taken it from her. It’s impossible not to love Hans Hubermann and I simultaneously want to smile and cry for Rudy Steiner. I wish that Max Vandenburg could be my own friend; I realise there’s more to Rosa Hubermann than meets the eye and love her for it. In those 500+ pages, I grow to love those characters so much and in a way I’ve never done with any book before.
- I absolutely adore the writing style. The words leap off the pages, the imagery and other devices were done so well. I’ve got a copy just so I can highlight in it and when I do get around to doing that, I’m sure that there will be more colour than not. It’s so quotable. I’d love to have been able to analyse it from a literary perspective.
- It’s one of those books I can read again and again. Each time I read it, it feels like I’m returning home to something I love.
- I first read it back in 2011, back when it wasn’t particularly popular. I can’t say that I’ve been a fan since it was published (I would have been 10 and living in England so I wasn’t particularly exposed to it) but I appreciate it more in a way because of the way I read it. Around that time I was really struggling. I’d moved to the other side of the world the previous year and school was horrible. I was very unhappy so I threw myself back into fiction, subconsciously seeking a book that could take me away. I stumbled upon The Book Thief by accident on Book Depository and had zero expectations. With most books now, because I’ve heard so much about them, I seem to subconsciously hold a bias and insane expectations for them. With The Book Thief, I appreciate the fact that I read it with no idea that it would be my favourite book. It sneaked up on me when I really needed it to.
I could list hundreds of other reasons but I’d be here too long and I’ve already rambled enough. I know not everyone loves - or even likes - The Book Thief. That’s fine but it has such a special place in my heart, like I’m sure all of your favourite books do. I don’t think I could ever adequately explain in words what it means to me and why I’m always going on about it. I’ve tried my best but it’s nowhere near close enough to explaining its importance to me. I simply love this book in a way that’s far beyond my love for my other favourites.