Man I’m really on a roll with these book reviews! This one’s pretty easy, though, check it out: WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?! Review over.
Just kidding. Actually, here is my reenactment of the entire novel (SPOILERS?):
Kafka: Are you my mother?
Person who may be his mother: No. Yes. Maybe?
Kafka: Should we have sex?
Person who may be his mother: Sure.
Kafka: And you, are you my sister?
Person who may be his sister: No. Yes. Maybe?
Kafka: Should we have sex?
Person who may be his sister: Why not?
Kafka: And you, are you a boy or a girl?
Person who may be a boy or a girl: Boy. Girl. Both?
Kafka: Am I dead?
Everybody: No. Yes. Maybe?
Kafka: Seriously, what is with this book?
The Reader: An excruciatingly psychoanalytic look at the angst and existential nature of the pubescent teenager?
Kafka: Maybe…
The Reader: Modern retelling of Oedipus Rex?
Kafka: Eh…
The Reader: Japanese writers are crazy?
Kafka: That’s the ticket.
You just keep being you, Mr. Murakami. And I’ll keep reading.