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After dark

Haruki Murakami

3.78 AVERAGE

mysterious reflective fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Complicated
dark reflective slow-paced
mysterious
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: Yes
dark emotional mysterious reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Diverse cast of characters: Yes
medium-paced

I thought the concept of this story was fantastic. However, it did take a little time to build up which is why I am only rating it a 4 star. My favorite character was definitely Kaouru.

The reason why I decided to read this in the first place is because I had never read anything by Murakami and I have been told that this is one of, if not the, best book of his. Can't wait to read more!
mysterious tense medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
relaxing fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix

in many ways, its exactly what i thought it would be. but i see the appeal
dark mysterious reflective tense fast-paced

Not much going on in this one. Some conversations at Denny’s, some forays into Tokyo Love Hotels, and a sister that might be sleeping too much. Pretty much sums it up, crazy boring.

After Dark is refreshingly short after the labyrinthine epic that was The Wind-up Bird Chronicle. However, with the amount of weight Murakami places into each and every word, After Dark feels just as brimming with meaning -even if the stories are simpler and more to the point.

After Dark's triumph comes from the way Murakami writes it as a film screenplay trapped in novel form. The eyes of the narrator, and us, are the camera. In a way all books can be read like that, but Murakami's persistent mentioning of the fact makes After Dark feel like a lonely, yet somewhat gritty, 90s indie film. And, more importantly, he makes the act of reading these character's private conversations and secrets, and watching them sleep, seem a lot more perverse than when I've read the same thing without being called out by the narrator on it.

One sister sleeps, the other talks. Neither know that they have our full attention over the course of five long hours of night. The final pages of the novel, only ruined in their beauty by our ceaseless watchful eyes: the book only truly begins once they cease.