there are some things i can not sustain in my life.
among them, reading an unfinished novel would certainly takes the lead of the list.
yes, i hate to read an unfinished story, see a movie with the end, read a comic with the last volume.
i need the end to tell me that i have finished something and i can pursue another mission, book, movie.
sadly, as i thought i could finish reading this novel one night, it ended up only half of the story and
i have to wait for a loooooooooooooooooooong time for the other half, which would be releashed i do not know when.
after complaining about the unfinished story, there is still other things to be angry at.
this last work of 京極夏彥 shows how a diligent teacher the author becoems day after day.
he is unable to stop preaching his philosophy of subjectivity, reality, naming, history,...
he just could not give the readers a break and give them an "easy" story to enjoy.
it seems like the author is exactly the representative of the protagonist of the story (every story...)
talktive, murmuring, monologue-lover...
after reading all my anti-recommendation about him, you could still give it a try and i would praise you for doing so.
the story is fun and complicated indeed.
but the lecture is also annoying