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3.61 AVERAGE
3.61 AVERAGE
medium-paced
- all men need a woman/some women in their lives, it just depends on which kind
- hella quirky
funny
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Plot
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
challenging
reflective
The author has some weird ideas about women.
Meandering writing style, more suited to poetry than a novel. Words/character driven. No plot.
Meandering writing style, more suited to poetry than a novel. Words/character driven. No plot.
Bayıldığımı söyleyemem. Beklentimi biraz yüksek de tutmuş olabilirim. Drive My Car filmi yayınlanmadan önce düşünüyordum okumayı ama film ile birlikte hadi dedim okuyayım. (kısa öyküyü filmden önce okudum.) Yani bilemiyorum. Beni pek sarmadı açıkçası. Film, yazılı esere 50 falan basıyor :) Diğer öyküler de bence vasatın bir tık üstünde. Hani yazarını bilmesem pek Murakami yazmış bunları diyemezdim sanırım. Çok fazla tekrar ve kadın erkek ilişkilerindeki duygusal sığlık beni biraz örseledi. Belki Japon ikili ilişki kültürü bilmiyorum ama bazı yerler kafamda pek oturmadı ve tamam Murakami abimiz hatırına okuyalım bari dedim. Ara ara güzel yerler de var. Hak geçmesin. Ben genel olarak çok keyif almadım bu eserden.
dark
emotional
reflective
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
I liked some stories, others not. Some were exactly what I needed, a bandage for situations not experienced, but maybe heard. Everything has a past, a present and a future and this book seems to want to remind us of this, although happiness is not guaranteed in any of these moments.
Highlights:
"But the preposition that we can look into another person's heart with perfect clarity strikes me as a fool's game. I don't care how well we think we should understand them, or how much we love them. All it can do is cause us pain. Examining your own heart, however, is another matter. I think is possible to see what's in there if you work hard enough at it. So in the end maybe that's the challenge: to look inside your own heart as perceptively and seriously as you can, and to make peace with what you find there. It we hope to truly see another person, we have to start by looking within ourselves."
"After she left, no one knows how wretched I felt, how deep the abyss. How could they? I can barely recall it myself. How much did I suffer? How much pain did I go through? I wish there was a machine that could accurately measure sadness, and display it in numbers that you could record. And it would be great if that machine could fit in the palm of your hand. I think of this every time I measure the air in my tires."
Highlights:
"But the preposition that we can look into another person's heart with perfect clarity strikes me as a fool's game. I don't care how well we think we should understand them, or how much we love them. All it can do is cause us pain. Examining your own heart, however, is another matter. I think is possible to see what's in there if you work hard enough at it. So in the end maybe that's the challenge: to look inside your own heart as perceptively and seriously as you can, and to make peace with what you find there. It we hope to truly see another person, we have to start by looking within ourselves."
"After she left, no one knows how wretched I felt, how deep the abyss. How could they? I can barely recall it myself. How much did I suffer? How much pain did I go through? I wish there was a machine that could accurately measure sadness, and display it in numbers that you could record. And it would be great if that machine could fit in the palm of your hand. I think of this every time I measure the air in my tires."
