As someone who has lived in North America her entire life, the cultural divide from western norms to this piece of Japanese literature were quite bizarre. The fantasy elements of the story were quite peculiar in their own respects. All that said, I loved this book so much in all of its uniqueness in contrast to the world as I know it.
This is the first I’ve read from this author, and I cannot wait to pick up more. Murakami is a master at character development; Their presence felt so real, like I could reach out and touch them. On that same note, the development of the characters coupled with the detailed surroundings and the ominously driven plot all came together into an atmospheric masterpiece.
Like a snowball rolling down a hill, the plot built up, perfectly aware of itself, until finally, it concluded that it was the perfect shape and size and came to a rolling stop. The ending is one that I loved, but I loved the journey more.
The story’s fantasy elements, coupled with the cultish religion, read to me, almost like American folk horror. The characters and the tale of worlds as we know them will leave a lasting impression. I can’t recommend this book enough, though, I’m fully aware that it won’t be to everyone’s tastes. Still, I’d encourage you to give it a try.