By Haruki Murakami. A good read, outstanding in many respects, but ultimately it felt a little unfulfilling. The relationship we get is like your typical Murakami relationship, except that he doesn't pursue what lies behind the terrible secret. And that terrible secret is usually what forms the quintessential foundation of what makes a Murakami book Murakami.
Also, the translation is a bit spotty - Alfred Birbuam (or whatever his name is) is much smoother than Phillip Gabriel.
Recommend: Well, it is a Murakami book, thus making it better than most other books out there, but it is also not the best Murakami book by any stretch. Perhaps better than Sputnik Sweetheart though.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
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I firmly believe that Alfred Birnbaum rules. And it pleases me just a little to have an opinion on that.
Alred Birnbaum, wherever you are, take heart! You rise above!
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