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Spring Snow
by Yukio Mishima
I don't know if I'm too impressionable or if every book I read is, as a matter of fact, the most beautiful book I've ever read! Like Wagner, Mishima is an artist of supremely weird personal politics and yet capable of unprecedented scale, scope, and majesty. What would, in other hands, be a fairly predictable story of star-crossed lovers here plays out in cinemascope extravagance, with a cast of very complicated characters whose motives are impossibly bound with their principles, politics, aesthetics, etc. This is a coming of age story where teenage boys discuss the transmigration of souls and true love is an endurance test of mutual manipulation. How could a book determined to end in defeat make for such suspenseful reading? How could such bad behavior and self-interest endear itself so sweetly? Who knows. "The path we're taking is not a road, Kiyo, it's a pier, and it ends someplace where the sea begins." Recommended for people with a high tolerance for the grandiose.