I initially had this dim notion the review would be some sort of thing about societal abandonment and meaning, blah blah, replete with [b:A Clockwork Orange|227463|A Clockwork Orange|Anthony Burgess|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1348339306s/227463.jpg|23596] references, blah blah blah, but with as much forthright and hilarious nihilism as this novel has, I just can't.

It would be criminal.

Instead, I offer you the soundtracks to the first and final chapters: "Season of Love" and "Until We Meet Again".

Oh, Ryū Murakami, I think I love you.