This edition published by Vintage in 2002
2 out of 5 stars
Sypnosis from Goodreads:
A mystery story about love, the cosmos and other fictional universes
Sumire is in love with a woman seventeen years her senior. But whereas Miu is glamorous and successful, Sumire is an aspiring writer who dresses in an oversized second-hand coat and heavy boots like a character in a Kerouac novel.
Sumire spends hours on the phone talking to her best friend K about the big questions in life: what is sexual desire, and should she ever tell Miu how she feels for her? Meanwhile K wonders whether he should confess his own unrequited love for Sumire.
Then, a desperate Miu calls from a small Greek island: Sumire has mysteriously vanished…
Please excuse the blunt gif below:
Look, don’t get me wrong, I adore Murakami. I buddy read this with a close friend who loves him too, we were mutually excited for this, having pretty much gone crazy in the best way after Murakami’s Kafka on The Shore (which we also read together), and the 1Q84 trilogy, which we loved. Might I add we were both traumatised in the mostly best way after The Strange Library.
This book though, okay, it made us laugh in the most random ways, and never will I not see a carrot or cucumber the same way. And I loved Sumiere, which I thought the book should’ve been ALL about.
The thing is, it wasn’t. It was so confusing! And not in the amazing way some of Murakami’s other books have been, but this left both myself and my friend confused. I can’t even fathom what I read. It made no sense! Nothing connected together, and what happened in this book made NONE OF THE SENSE.
Happy reading 🙂