Josh and I finished The Book Thief this afternoon and then immediately watched the movie. I cried through the end of the book and then cried again though the movie. That is a lot of crying for one afternoon.
Despite the crying, I actually loved the book. I thought it was beautifully written, it made me think and it made me love books all over again. I liked the movie too, but they left a lot of stuff out. The book is definitely better.
So if you don't mind reading a book that will make you ugly cry for half an hour, I recommend The Book Thief. But seriously, you're going to need a Costco sized tissue box. Don't say I didn't warn you!