Yes, I know, I’m late to the party. However I was deeply unimpressed by the movie in 2012, so I postponed reading the book by a decade and a half. Decade and a half passed quickly. The book is much better than the movie. At least it makes sense. Each story is connected and fully told, not just snippets like in the movie.
The book has Matrioshka doll structure, while the movie is more of a mosaic. I’m not sure I’d call this book a novel as it is 7 interconnected short stories. Yes, the characters are “reincarnations” but they are not aware of their previous lives in details , so they just might be completely new humans. Their old selves are dead forever.
As many have noted , this book is very pretentious. Starting with the structure and especially with the language and style of each short story, Mitchell tries to impress us with how educated and skillful he is , but falls mostly flat. The middle story with Zachary is the most pretentious one with the made up language which sounds like a four year old tried to remake English. Absolutely unnecessary and the worst story in all the book.
I liked the Robert Frobisher epistolary story the best, although I did not see his suicide at 24 coming, as there’s not enough happening for him to want to kill himself - and definitely not because of the spoiled brat Eva. The rest is very interesting and Frobisher’s voice is very well defined with all the musical metaphors, although using obsolete Britishisms is redundant and only serves the pretentiousness of the author.
The Timothy Cavendish story is also pretty good and fun to read and thank God, it has the least pretentious language. The Sonmi 451 story is also very weak, second weakest probably, as Mitchell is not a very good sci fi writer. The future where North Korea conquers most of Asia and turns into corporatist Unanimity is not very imaginative or interesting and the twist where the resistance is actually the regime is lifted straight from 1984.
The Louisa Rey story is Mitchell’s attempt to write hard boiled detective fiction and it fails flat. Neither the inclusion of the Triads at the end counts as some big or interesting twist although we loved to hate the Fay woman.
Overall this book wasn’t bad, even though it is an exercise in style rather than than substance , but the sheer length and pretentiousness would stave me off from reading it a second time. Still much better than the disjointed nonsensical movie.