A review by sineadlily
Killing Commendatore by Haruki Murakami

Did not finish book. Stopped at 58%.

I have always been a huge fan of Murakami's novels and though I'd heard controversy surrounding his depictions of women, I was either a) too young to notice these issues when reading his novels in the past or b) was yet to come across it, but alas, the time has come where I have seen it all. Honestly, I'm so upset that I wasted so much time reading 400 pages of this novel, just to realise I simply could not stand another description of a 12 year old girl's breasts. Every single male character in this novel is interesting, heroic and full of great back story, whereas every female character feels like they are simply there to propel Murakami's inappropriate fantasies. The only thing I have come to know about any of the female characters in this novel, is what their breasts look like. It got to the point where I was quite literally cringing at certain statements or passages in this book.

It is disappointing because the story line of this book was incredibly intriguing and the imagery was vivid and delightful. Murakami is an incredible author and I have enjoyed many of his novels in the past, but I fear this one might be my last.