By the end, there were too many unresolved issues, and yet the book left a memorable impression on my mind. Things only got weirder and better as the book progressed. A Comfort Read that Makes You U ncomfortable Too many books for your bookshelf? You may need an e-reader.
However, what left you and what comes back is never wholly same. When you are reading Murakami, you become a different person entirely, and after the novel is finished, you go back to being yourself. The talks, though quite casual give you a sense of intimacy and the reader feels like voyeur invading the privacy of the characters that exist just on paper. From the beginning, the story had me intrigued with the descriptions of Mari and then her conversation with the man that plays the jazz trombone. I felt like the unknown entity that watched Eri Alsa, as if I, as a reader, was another intruder watching the lives of these characters without interfering. I was enjoying the book one line at a time, savoring all the words. However, there was something special about how the story moved. The cafes, Tokyo life, jazz music, and wonderfully unique characters. I felt this book to be entirely different from ‘ South of the Border, West of the Sun” and other of Murakami’s works. There is not much action, and yet the book passes by in quite an engaging manner.
The key to reading Murakami is to sit back and enjoy it as it happens. The plot is simple, and there isn’t much that happens in the book if you read it from a plot-driven reader’s perspective.
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