There are lots of things we never understand, no matter how many years we put on, no matter how much experience we accumulate. All I can do is look up from the train at the windows in the buildings that might be hers. Every one of them could be her window, it sometimes seems to me, and at other times I think that none of them could be hers. There are simply too many of them.
Murakami’s short stories are like Carver’s, but with slightly (or sometimes a lot) more magical realism.
Here are my ratings for each one. I bolded the best of the best.
|The Wind-up Bird and Tuesday’s Women||4/5|
|The Second Bakery Attack||4/5|
|The Kangaroo Communiqué||3/5|
|On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning||4/5|
|The Fall of the Roman Empire, the 1881 Indian Uprising, Hitler’s Invasion of Poland, and the Realm of Raging Winds||4/5|
|The Little Green Monster||4/5|
|A Slow Boat to China||3/5|
|The Dancing Dwarf||5/5|
|The Last Lawn of the Afternoon||4/5|
|The Elephant Vanishes||3/5|