Today I watched the movie with my best friend Jamie, who equally has enjoyed the pain of reading the book. Needless to say that the book is a hundred-billion times better than the movie. Nothing can even come close to what The Book Thief is in its written format. Breathtaking and heartbreaking. But the movie was not bad, actually quite alright. A lot of the scenes were short and some of the really great, but not as essential, parts were missing which was a bummer but overall an okay film.
First of all the cinematography was stunning. The colour spectrum that was used was incredibly beautiful and the shots were very well thought through.
Furthermore, the cast was brilliant. Liesel and Rudy were adorable. Hans and Rosa matching each other so well. And Max. He was perfect and played his role so well.
Only Death, who was so brilliant in the book and the perfect narrator for the story, seemed out of place in the movie. His voice was too smooth and purely wrong. Not a big fan of how he turned out.
It did make me cry at the end but far from as hard as the book. The heartbreaking atmosphere which is created so well in the book was missing. Whenever it became too sad a funny line had been put in and the gloomy feeling of knowing what was looming in the horizon never became to apparent. It made the movie easier to see but did not give the audience the same overwhelming experience as the book did.
