I really don't like to "call out" books, but when they're filled with actual FACTUAL mistakes that people are going to read and believe, I feel like I have to.
First off, please know that I lived in Japan for seven years. I went to school & worked there. I did two homestays with Japanese families. I studied Japanese language and culture in university. I married into a Japanese family. I am not an expert on Japan, Japanese language or culture, but I do have actual experience in the country, with the language & culture, and with Japanese people.
This book was NOT read by a Japanese person. No way. It sure as hell was not read by someone who speaks Japanese. And it was not read by an Asian person. I don't believe it. There are way too many sweeping generalizations & racist comments about Asian people. There are SO MANY JAPANESE LANGUAGE ERRORS. There are cultural mistakes & way too much fucking "weird Japan" shit. My god. Japan is more than the weird stuff that makes it onto the internet. And clearly the author went to town on that (she was even tweeting about "weird Japan" stuff, so...)
This book overall could have been great. But it's way too much a manic pixie dream girl saves the sad man story. The MC is an asshole. I get it. He says racist and homophobic things and has a huge case of toxic masculinity. He's constantly making comments about how "real men" don't do certain things. For example, towards the end of the book when the MC is in Japan he goes to a hot spring. There's a whole page about how he doesn't want to because he doesn't want to see naked men or have naked men see him or sit on a bathing stool (in Japan when you go to a hot spring you shower before getting into the bath. You usually sit on a little plastic stool in the shower area) because some other mans balls had touched it. Then he goes on to say how he'd "heard" that Japanese men are interested in foreign men's genitals and will stare & touch them. Just... wtf. Stuff like this is scattered throughout the book. Real men don't hug. Real men don't use lotion on their skin. Real American Men are taught the only time it's okay to be naked is in a sport situation. Real men don't cry. Real men don't blah blah blah. There are a few times where he has to tell us that he's not gay too. So.
So this story is about our MC, a 30 something Californian who recently lost his girl friend (also, you don't find out HOW he lost her for awhile... first we're led to believe that she left him, then you find out what really happened and like... it's such a play & emotionally manipulative) and decides that life isn't worth living anymore and decides to kill himself. Of course, since Japanese are the "masters of suicide" he decides to kill himself via a method that is popular in Japan. There are PAGES about how Japanese people are famous for killing themselves and then the MC interjects all of these reasons as to "why" Japanese kill themselves and none of them touch on the actual cultural reasons why. He makes all of these observations that Japanese are unhappy/depressed/over worked/oppressed and like, just shut up. When the MC is in Japan and he sees all of the workers going to work in the morning there are comments how they all look unhappy and no wonder so many people commit suicide. There are just all of these super gross over-generalizations.
So the MC's "gone girlfriend" wanted to go to Japan to see the cherry blossoms. They have ZERO fucking interest in Japan or Japanese culture, which is just weird to me. She literally just wants to see the cherry blossoms. Which she could do in Washington DC or other parts of the USA... like, we have cherry blossoms in Boston, but okay. The MC points this out, but no, he must go see THE REAL DEAL. So in preparation for killing himself and going to Japan he quits his job, calculates how much money he has & how long it will last him, and then decides to take a Japanese class to learn some basic Japanese for his trip.
This Japanese class is a fucking joke. I have attended about 5 different Japanese classes in my life. Two in Japan, the rest in high school and college. Every class has been very similar, just different in level. Well, this class, the one in the book, was weird. So weird. First the teacher has the students choose Japanese names. Which, to me, and my husband (who is Japanese) was VERY VERY VERY WEIRD. I took a poll on twitter & 90% of the people who responded told me that in their experience with Japanese classes they were NEVER asked to choose a Japanese name. They instead used their own name and converted it into katakana. It seems to be common to "choose a new name" in French, Spanish, German and Chinese classes. But Japanese, no. First, according to my husband, names in Japan are very tied to personal identity. Also, name usage defines relationships and distances. For example, at work or school, most people are called by their last names. Friends and family use first names. So for a native Japanese sensei to just give out Japanese first names to a bunch of non-Japanese just seems really really really weird.
Then in the Japanese class they learn so many weird or wrong things and in the book the Japanese is actually WRONG SO MANY TIMES. The author will say that one Japanese character means something that it TOTALLY DOESN'T. And it isn't a case of the MC learning & correcting himself. There's a page where the MC is like "せ is read like ’sa'". But no. THAT IS READ LIKE 'SE'. This happened a lot. There were weird uses of phrases that native Japanese would never use and no Japanese teacher would teach their students.
Okay, and there are two instances of the MC being totally racist towards Asian people and culture. First, he's in a Chinese restaurant and makes some comment about looking around under the tables to see if there are any dogs running around because Chinese food = dogs. Then he makes some comment about how he doesn't want to ride in the car with the Japanese teacher because he doesn't want to be in a car with "a female Asian who's 'fresh off the boat'" because he doesn't want to die QUITE YET. WHAAAAAAAAAAT. There are all kinds of other moments scattered through the book; the Japanese girl he takes class with is every stereotype in the book. He even compares her to a geisha at some point when she's standing silently behind him at one point. According to the MC Asians are short, they have "almond eyes", they're good at math and engineering.
It was also clear that the author didn't know a lot about actual Japanese culture. When the MC and his friend go to Japan they do things that they're like "omg this is so rude!" that aren't rude and then they do things that are rude that aren't. At one point they're at a temple and they want to know why there are white papers tied up all over the place. The friend looks it up in the guide book & says that you buy a paper, write a wish and tie it up. These are called omikuji & what you REALLY do is buy a paper that has a fortune on it. If the fortune is bad, you tie it up to kinda of "get rid of" the bad fortune. The one you buy and write a wish on is a little wooden board called an ema board. THAT is what you write a wish on and tie up. So the author combined the two. Why? (Unless there's a 3rd that I don't know about??? I googled and couldn't find anything... in my experience I've never been to a temple where you can buy a paper & write a wish on it...)
*EDIT* So after some actual research and speaking with some Japanese culture scholars it appears that this "buy a paper, write a wish, tie it up" thing does not exist. There are, like I said, ema boards (write a wish on a wooden board & hang it up) or omikuji (get a fortune, if it's bad, tie it up on a tree to get rid of the bad luck). Also, you don't "buy" these, you "donate" money to the shrine & receive the ema board or omikuji.
Now, there IS a tradition of writing a wish on a paper and tying it up on a tree. That is tanabata. You don't have to do it at a shrine though, you can do it anywhere. And you don't have to buy a paper for it. I actually used to this every year at my nearby train station. They had a box of colored paper & you'd just write your wish & hang it up on a bamboo stalk that they'd set up in the station. It happens in July (Tanabata is July 7th), so maybe there was some confusion about this one? /EDIT
There were just so many times when this book make me pause and go "huh?" or "no, wrong!" or "wtf omg why?" or "jfc!!!". I really... really would like to know if Riko's character was handled well. Like, I'd like an actual Japanese woman who was adopted by an American couple to read and review this. I have no idea how accurate Riko's adoption was or how her relationship with her birth father was. But I really don't feel like it was accurate, based on what I do know about Japanese families and culture... but that's not for me to really deeply comment on.
And the number one thing that pissed me off THE MOST about this book was when the MC and Riko go to Japan and they HATE ALL OF THE FOOD. Just. wtf. Come on. I get that Japan has some strange foods (so does the USA!!!!) but every fucking meal they ate there were comment about how gross something was, how they would hide parts of the food under decorations on their plates and how they were dying for "American" food. Also, they go to Tsukiji and are shocked by real sushi and grossed out by it? THEN WHY GO??? And apparently they get "spicy tuna rolls" in Tsukiji. Which made me roll my eyes SO HARD. I have literally never encountered spicy tuna in Japan. And I was just there two weeks ago and ate sushi like every-other-day. And every time they did go to a sushi place they got "safe rolls". Ummmmm Japan doesn't make fake American sushi. So no, they didn't go to some authentic hole-in-the-wall "only frequented by the natives" and get fucking American style sushi rolls.
UGH.