All the Light We Cannot See
I cannot say, for certain, what made me pick this book up.
Maybe it was the beautiful Cover. Maybe the title; which gleams of hope. A
faint Promise? But neither are profound reasons. Nevertheless, I am glad that I
did. It is one of the most beautifully written book that I’ve read, probably
the most beautiful, for I haven’t read too many books (Not proud of that
either).
The Story: World
War II. German Occupied France. I was bracing myself for the Usual stories of Nazi
Germany. Stories which make you wince your eyes. And almost instantly you root
for whatever side is opposite the führer (Even the Jojo Rabbit Hitler couldn’t
escape my revulsion) at that moment. Happened here too. No Surprises. But there
was so Much more to it than that!
It’s a story of a young, Intelligent boy, who at a young age
gave his heart to the Radio Set he found at a dumpster. Turned its silence into
static and its static into Music. The boy who faces so much Inner conflict and
at every front has so little that he can take away. A Story of a young, blind
girl who read the braille volume of “Around the World in Eighty Days” in two
months and flipped it back to the first page and read it again. Why? Because she
values things like no one else can. Maybe because things were taken away from
her unjustly. She’s such a ray of Light, that girl..
The prose is beautiful. The way Anthony Doerr has set the
locations in the book is just simply amazing. I didn’t have to force myself
into the setting. It was a Slow read though! Probably because I tried
pronouncing every French and German word or name in French and German :D And
probably because I dozed off so many times and almost without fail, dreamt. Of
the Book. Myself as a character. Doing something daring. Standing Up against
the German Reich? Saving a friend? Anything.
I liked the book.
Maybe I’ll read it again someday. To someone. Who Knows?
