I genuinely do not know how I got to the end of this book, I should've DNFed it. I was stuck between being extremely bored and having the "misunderstood and lonely" male character reduce every single fucking women in this story to just a pair of tits plot line. the objectification of these women is quite frankly insane! mostly their stories pass as mere plot points for the main characters own life rather than them becoming their own characters.
also there is no way every girl wants to fuck this guy because he is genuinely awful and has no redeeming qualities. I assume this must be a part of murakami´s "magical realism" because it was fucking unrealistic!
I genuinely do not know how I got to the end of this book, I should've DNFed it. I was stuck between being extremely bored and having the "misunderstood and lonely" male character reduce every single fucking women in this story to just a pair of tits plot line. the objectification of these women is quite frankly insane! mostly their stories pass as mere plot points for the main characters own life rather than them becoming their own characters.
also there is no way every girl wants to fuck this guy because he is genuinely awful and has no redeeming qualities. I assume this must be a part of murakami´s "magical realism" because it was fucking unrealistic!