

I think I would enjoy this more if I reread it or maybe even if it was my first Murakami book. Like always I enjoyed the atmosphere and the writing style. However, it felt bland, unfinished, and at times a bit pointless. I don’t mind when a book lacks a plot or doesn’t have an obvious “point” but I think because I went into this expecting there to be some big revelation at the end, I felt really disappointed when the book just ended abruptly with no answers. I’m used to his books leaving some loose ends and room for imagination and speculation, but this one felt so unfinished that I don’t even know where to begin to speculate and I ultimately feel dissatisfied. I could maybe see myself rereading this strictly for the atmosphere because this is suuuuuch a great and comforting depiction of the late night hours and the surreal/dreamlike feeling of an all-nighter. I think I would enjoy it more going into it knowing exactly what to expect. But until then, this will be my lowest rated Murakami book to date.
I think I would enjoy this more if I reread it or maybe even if it was my first Murakami book. Like always I enjoyed the atmosphere and the writing style. However, it felt bland, unfinished, and at times a bit pointless. I don’t mind when a book lacks a plot or doesn’t have an obvious “point” but I think because I went into this expecting there to be some big revelation at the end, I felt really disappointed when the book just ended abruptly with no answers. I’m used to his books leaving some loose ends and room for imagination and speculation, but this one felt so unfinished that I don’t even know where to begin to speculate and I ultimately feel dissatisfied. I could maybe see myself rereading this strictly for the atmosphere because this is suuuuuch a great and comforting depiction of the late night hours and the surreal/dreamlike feeling of an all-nighter. I think I would enjoy it more going into it knowing exactly what to expect. But until then, this will be my lowest rated Murakami book to date.