Well, this book is really weird. I gave it three stars because I genuinely do not know how I feel about it. I started skimming toward the end, so I did get a bit impatient with it. But this is one of those books where I think that I never really knew what was going on.
The plot, seemingly, is this: an old woman is abandoned in the mountains to die once she reaches the age of 70, as is the way in her village. She's pretty cool with this, actually. Then she's rescued and brought to Dendera, a village composed of other old women who rescued themselves from the mountain. Our protagonist, Kayu Saitoh, is pretty pissed at the folk of Dendera, because she was all set to die. Now, she thinks, she's lost her chance at Paradise because she's been sullied by this rescue attempt.
But this is just one thread in a very strange book. The leader of the old ladies, one hundred years old (!) has been plotting her revenge against the Village for 30 years. She's just about ready to lead her squadron of old women armed with wooden spears over the mountain to slaughter all the villagers. This woman is PISSED! Admittedly, it's taken her a while to organize to this point, but all she wants to to kill some people and take vengeance before she dies. So there are political undercurrents in Dendera, the Hawks who want to stick the villagers full of spears, and the Doves, who want to make Dendera a more sustainable place (Dendera is a place where these women live in the most abject poverty possible).
THEN: a bear attacks Dendera! It swats off a couple of heads, destroys half their supplies, and shambles back off up the mountain. What to do about this new threat?
THEN: a plague!
THEN: a coup!
Every time I thought I had a handle on what was happening some other random thing happened that made everything worse. The book reminds me most of "The Terror" by Dan Simmons, a book in which sailors were trapped on the ice, running out of supplies, with a giant bear-thing picking them off one by one. That tale was undoubtedly horror, but I'm not sure that this one is. I felt like there was some allegory going on that I couldn't comprehend. Maybe it's because I don't have the cultural Japanese touchstones that a Japanese reader would have reading this author( who is Japanese; the book is translated). Is Dendera an analogy of the shadow world of Samsara in which we are all trapped in the Buddhist tradition? Maybe? I really have no idea.
While a lot of things happened in this book, I couldn't really say that it has a plot. Things happened and were strung together, but there was never a sense of building on anything or any sort of ebb and flow of climax and narrative. This meant I had an even harder time figuring out what I was supposed to think of this book. Or maybe it's one of those books that you bring your own experience to and your reaction to the book says something about you?
The whole book had a sort of surreal quality to it. I've got to say, though, that as surreal fiction it definitely beats Haruki Murakami in my book.