Berlin 1942: When Bruno returns home from school one day, he discovers that his belongings are being packed in crates. His father has received a promotion and the family must move from their home to a new house far far away, where there is no one to play with and nothing to do. A tall fence running alongside stretches as far as the eye can see and cuts him off from the strange people he can see in the distance. But Bruno longs to be an explorer and decides that there must be more to this desolate new place than meets the eye. While exploring his new environment, he meets another boy whose life and circumstances are very different to his own, and their meeting results in a friendship that has devastating consequences.
I don’t really know where to start. I guess the first thing to tell you is that this book is categorized as YA. It was really interesting to see how the author portrayed the whole situation so as to make it understandable to a younger audience. It was simply written (the book was told through the observations of 9 year old Bruno) and yet there was so much more to be told. Reading it as someone who has previous knowledge of WWII and the Holocaust, as most other adults do, it was interesting to be able to read behind Bruno’s thoughts. It was interesting to see how he sometimes missed the point– such as calling Auschwitz ‘Out with’. I sometime felt that Bruno missed the point too much at times though. Such as the fact that he didn’t know the meaning of ‘Heil Hitler’ and the Fatherland– things I would have assumed he would have been taught especially with having a father who is a commandant. Maybe I am mistaken.
“Heil Hitler,” he said, which, he presumed was another way of saying “ Well, goodbye for now, have a pleasant afternoon.”
It was definitely a different story from all other Holocaust stories I’ve read. For one, it took place outside the camps and secondly, it was told through the eyes of a commandant’s son. It was especially interesting to see how Boyne portrayed the Nazis. In most of the other Holocaust novels and memoirs I’ve read (I took a seminar on the topic during my freshman year), the prisoners were shown as having a sort of inner conflict about their captors (Stockholm Syn.?). There seemed to be a duality problem– are the officers men or are they monsters? Are they just doing their jobs or do they, such as Mengele, enjoy doing what they do to the prisoners?
The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas was quite different from this. Bruno, a non-Jewish boy, sees the Nazis at the camp as being monsters– there is no conflict in how he views them. It just struck me as odd.
The book was a different experience for me. I was rather so-so about it until the end, somewhat like with The Awakening by Kate Chopin. While I knew what was going to happen before it happened, it was still absolutely frightening. I saw it play out in my head. I could see the realization of what happened dawn on the rest of the characters in the book, and it was heartbreaking. It was another one of those ‘They are evil so should I feel sorry for them?’ scenarios. It was just horrible. I finished reading it in the morning and the rest of my day just had a funky feeling about it. I thought that I had been desensitized of such things but apparently not. I’ve been to visit Dachau so I could imagine the inside of the camp– the insides of the gas chamber, the barracks, the fence, the smokestack. Maybe that’s what made the novel so much more real to me…
I’ve never seen the movie version of this story. The whole time reading it I kept thinking how it would be so much better as a film. I am going to have to rent it to see if I’m right. It just seemed as though it would play out so much better as a movie– the little nuances throughout the book would be much more clear.
I also liked the comparison of life inside the camp to outside the camp– how Bruno’s childhood naivety was almost comical in how wrong it was. It was like watching a train wreck. It was just interesting to see how ‘the fence’ played a part in the two boys’ relationships and how their lives were similar if only on surface level.
It’s a short, depressing read. Don’t read it if you’re not in the mood to be a funk! Quite sad and yet very meaningful. I just couldn’t get over the one dimensionality of the Nazis and the uber-naivety of Bruno. I mean, of course I know they did awful, awful things but I am so used to reading about the monster vs man problem. :/ I don’t know how to say it without sounding like an awful person, haha. Have you read this? What do you think about the portrayal of the Nazis? Did you notice it at all?
B – = The end saved it. It tied it all together with one huge, depressing bow. A nice addition to Holocaust lit, but I’d like to see the movie to compare.