a remarkably clear and persuasive account of the cold war politics involved in the repatriations of koreans from japan to north korea. should note that tessa morris-suzuki's narrative is overwhelmingly focused on Big Guns (national governments, red cross societies, chongryun, etc.). as S.C. points out, it reads like a detective story - not something i am opposed to (in fact i quite liked it) but it does put morris-suzuki herself square at the center of it all. for example, early on she mentions the story of "mr. yoon," a would-be returnee who wrote down all of his answers instead of speaking them to officials in the red cross center in niigata. one statement - My rights have been disregarded . . . There is no other way to express my mind . . . Surely you will understand . . . - comes back repeatedly to haunt morris-suzuki as a personal rebuke. makes for a compelling read but . . . isn't this doing a disservice to mr. yoon, once again? to reduce his passionate protests and complicated experiences to a sound byte in service of the author's own narrative?
i wonder if the author has seen the documentary dear pyongyang (produced in japan). putting this book and that documentary next to each other reveals one huge question that is left unanswered (in fact, it is not even asked) in both: that of class/political privilege, and how that has affected returnees' experiences.