I finished "1Q84". Now if only my wrists recover from holding up the book. It is an extraordinary book, and I'm just going allow the images and ideas to simmer before I guess what the meaning is of much of the book. But if I had to hazard a guess right now, it is about the acting of reading and engaging in a work of literature. If so, it's the best description of the effect of literature I've ever seen. But I'll be glad to be reading small, light less strenous books for my next several. I feel like a marathon runner who has just crossed the line (and, of course, Murakami is a marathon runner).
Today is another crisp autumn day with trees in glorious color. We have a maple in front that has turned fiery red, and a big beech that is golden yellow. Up and down the street and in the neighborhood are gorgeous trees. Nature's show - always the best.
My friend and I saw "The Descendants" yesterday afternoon, and despite all the hype, it really is a terrific film, and well worth going to see. The acting is excellent and the story and characters true to life and touching. It's also funny. And it does not flinch from the painful aspects of the story, or simplify things too much. I didn't like Sideways much, but this is a much more mature work from director Payne. It's a movie with a lot of resonance.
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