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The year is 1Q84. This is the real world, there is no doubt about that. But in this world, there are two moons in the sky. In this world, the fates of two people, Tengo and Aomame, are closely intertwined. They are each, in their own way, doing something very dangerous. And in this world, there seems no way to save them both. Something extraordinary is starting.
Forlag Harvill Secker
Utgivelsesår 2012
Format Heftet
ISBN13 9780099578079
EAN 9780099578079
Språk Engelsk
Sider 1328
Utgave 1
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This reading was slow and not exactly engaging from the very beginning but it gets better and as it turns out is a love story, told in the strangest way. Murakami writes it well and the way he inserts magical elements is so gentle that you might start wondering if there are actually two moons up there on the sky at some point. Magic realism, crime and love in one same book. The end does not make justice to the story though.
Jeg har kjempet litt for å komme gjennom disse bøkene, og har lest flere andre og bedre bøker inn i mellom. Murakami klarer ikke å gjøre meg nysgjerrig i fortellingen eller det underliggende plottet. Jeg klarer heller ikke å blir engasjert i bokens hovedpersoner.
«That's fine, too,» Tamaru said. «Nothing could be better than not firing it. We're drawing close to the end of the twentieth century. Things are different from back in Chekhov's time (...) Somehow the world survived the Nazis, the atomic bomb, and modern music.»
Everyone, deep in their hearts, is waiting for the end of the world to come.
There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart.
There was an inexhaustible source of clouds in some land far to the north. Decisive people, minds fixed on the task, clothed in thick, gray uniforms, working silently from morning to night to make clouds, like bees make honey, spiders make webs, and war makes widows.
The ones who did it can always rationalize their actions and even forget what they did. They can turn away from things they don't want to see. But the surviving victims can never forget. They can't turn away. Their memories are passed on from parent to child. That's what the world is, after all: an endless battle of contrasting memories.