I finished the “sequel” to The Wild Sheep Chase last Thursday (yup, two Murakami novels in one week). Dance Dance Dance takes place four and a half years after the conclusion of The Wild Sheep Chase. There is definitely more “meat” to this novel than the earlier one. It also helped fulfill that desire I had after the earlier novel for more story.
Reading Murakami is like reading a dream. Sometimes it makes sense, sometimes it feels like reality and sometimes its so bizarre that it surprises even the wildest imaginations. Time often disappears leaving only shadows of memory.
