Not unlike your average literary work, I’d argue. It’s not uplifting, but this stems from its ‘gritty realistic’ atmosphere full of interesting philosophical musings on the concepts of memory, reality and identity rather than any down-right depressiveness. In retrospect, I think my belief that this book would be depressing was wrong. Then, a few weeks ago one of my friends suggested that we read this for our book club and I finally picked it up. I had heard that Murakami’s book are very depressing and I was a bit too scared to start. I can’t even remember how long ago I thought ‘I should read some Murakami’ and bought this book. If you’ve already read it, perhaps you’ll enjoy a discussion about its ending (look out for my second post of today). This is a spoiler-free (or at least spoiler-light) review of this book.
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