Slow Boat | 
Shards of memory pierce me. They dig into me.
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Even before the music motifs became obvious, this book reminded me of High Fidelity...if Rob had had fewer girlfriends and less control of his temper. It was clever and bittersweet.
pickEven before the music motifs became obvious, this book reminded me of High Fidelity...if Rob had had fewer girlfriends and less control of his temper. It was clever and bittersweet.
bailedLoved Furukawa‘s memoir ‘Horses, Horses,‘ and when I heard this novel was an homage to Murakami‘s ‘Slow Boat to China,‘ I read that story first, and loved it: the only Murakami short story ever to wow me. The love ended there. While I was intrigued by the rebellious main character in this Furukawa novel, the staggeringly cliché-ridden prose—the fault of a crappy translation?—stopped me from getting but a few pages past chapter one. Just appalling.
pickBizarre, funny, dreamy novella that will probably be more rewarding for fans of Murakami and close readers of Murakami's work. Furukawa acknowledges his debt to Murakami, and presents this as an homage to him by way of a "remix" of a Murakami short story that I've not read (but will probably get around to after this). Review copy courtesy of #netgalley. Translated by David Boyd. More thoughts here: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1940270948
pickReally enjoyed my first ARC! Pushkin Press delivers again. A novel full of youth's frustrations and the deep, visceral need to get out of the place you were born, to escape. A disorientating tale full of jerky, confused dream-logic with pounding-heart awakenings from frenzied chases and unbelievable twists of fate that owes a lot to Murakami. Full review at http://ow.ly/EObp30a3fJj
