Monday, January 27, 2014

Book Review- Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden

Review by BekahBeth

This is my first review, so bear with me.

Here is a little bit about the plot, in case you have never seen the movie or heard of it. It is a fictional story about a young girl who starts out her life as Sakamoto Chiyo from the small fishing village of Yorido, Japan and becomes a great geisha named Sayuri during World War II. It’s not exactly a tale of a young girl’s dreams coming true, however. Chiyo and her older sister Satsu are sold by their father after their mother becomes very ill. Chiyo is sold to an okiya in the Gion district of Kyoto, and Satsu is sold to a whorehouse in a nearby district. Chiyo is abused, emotionally and physically, by the head geisha in the house, Hatsumomo, and for a while it seemed like she would never become a geisha, even if she had wanted to. When she is fourteen, she is rescued from her life as a maid by the most popular geisha in the Gion district, Mameha, who takes her under her wing. Although she never wanted to be a geisha, it is the life that is forced on her and it is all she has. Like everyone else, she just wants to be happy. However, Mameha tells her “We don’t become geisha so our lives will be satisfying. We become geisha because we have no other choice.” It is a great line that accurately portrays the life Sayuri is forced to live. The question hanging throughout the entire novel is whether or not she will find the happiness and destiny she so desperately wants.

There is a lot that happens in this book, and although I probably could give you the entire story, I’ll let there be some surprises.


First of all, you will learn a lot of Japanese words while reading this book. You’ll also get a peek into what it was like in Japan before, during, and after World War II. That alone is fascinating to me as a Westerner. There is a lot I didn’t know before I read this book that I found interesting, like the entire geisha culture. Geisha are commonly thought of as prostitutes in the west, but truthfully, they are more like artists and entertainers. They have to learn dancing, music, the art of conversation, and they continue to take advanced lessons even when they are no longer an apprentice. The whole thing is just interesting. There’s nothing like it in America, and really it seems that even in Japan it has changed since the time the book was set.

Now, although geisha are not whores, there IS some sex in the book. However, it needs to be said that even though you know exactly what is going on, it is in no way vulgar. Sayuri grows up not knowing much about sex, so when she finally experiences it, it’s not about passion or lust. It’s entirely emotionless on her end, and she does it as a duty. Like many things in her life, it is something that happens TO her. She describes more her emotional feelings about the experience, and most of the time her attention is somewhere else. Some of the geisha also make some dirty jokes while entertaining men, which are funny but may offend sensitive people.


This smoothly leads me into a discussion of the language of the book. Simply put, it is stunning. It is told in first person perspective, and Sayuri’s way of describing things is just an art form. The language is remarkably detailed, and you can perfectly see exactly what is going on, down to the last detail. There is description after description of the different kimono being worn, and the way she describes the people she meets is just exquisite. For example, this is how she describes her father: “His face was very heavily creased, and into each crease he had tucked some worry or other, so that it wasn’t really his own face any longer, but more like a tree that had nests of birds in all the branches. He had to struggle to manage it and always looked worn out from the effort.” The whole book has a smooth, comforting voice that you can just slip into without any trouble at all.

It should be a *little* obvious right now, but I loved this book. Is it perfect? Of course not. I can’t speak to the historical accuracy, and there has been some disagreement about that, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the story. As I said, the language is just so perfect. It sucked me into a world that is so different from my own that I should have felt way out of my depth, but I didn’t. Thanks to Sayuri’s striking language, I felt right at home. It’s got a love story arch to it that makes the girly girl inside me giggle, and it is also so raw that I felt very strongly for the characters. Sayuri’s life sucks, man, and so do the lives of almost all of the geisha in the story. Sayuri is beaten, constantly tortured emotionally, and forced to endure things that no little girl should. And then, when she is finally having success and things don’t suck terribly, World War II happens and her life is uprooted again. It’s a story of living life with the cards you are dealt and trying to do the best you can. It absolutely should be read in schools, and I will definitely be rereading this throughout my life.


Lastly, I’ll talk about the movie adaptation. It’s really good. Yes, it condenses a lot of stuff and takes things out and it even makes some small changes, but here’s my thing about movies based off of books: You will never have a perfect adaptation. For a variety of reasons. In this case, it’s just because they HAD to condense the events to make it fit into a story. The book spends the first three chapters talking about events in her life in Yorido, but in the movie it happens within a minute. Because it had to. The movie takes the important parts and leaves the unnecessary bits behind. If you don’t want to read the book, watch the movie. And yes, I know that a lot of the actors in the movie are Chinese and there was controversy over that, but apparently not a lot of Japanese actors actually auditioned for it. And the Chinese actors in the movie are apparently more popular in Japan than Japanese ones. Plus, the movie is in English, so whatever. Most people can’t tell the physical differences between Japanese and Chinese people anyway.


In summary: Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden is a GREAT book. Some sex scenes, but they are artfully done. The only language you need to worry about is Japanese, and there is no violence other than some discussion about bombings in World War II. A definite read.




Saturday, January 25, 2014

Welcome Post


Hey there! This is my review blog, which is Definitely Not a Library.

I’m not entirely sure where I’m going with this. I just wanted to start sharing my thoughts about the different books, movies, etc, that currently control my life. I guess I think I have interesting opinions or something? But yeah, these probably won’t always be the newest things out there because I be broke, but I don’t really mind. That's all I got for now on what what's going to be here. I'll have a more comprehensive post about it later after I figure a few things out.

Oh, and it won’t always just be me, hopefully. If anyone has a review they would like to have here, just let me know. But at least wait until I have one of my own up. Which should be relatively soon. I’ll be reviewing Memoirs of a Geisha. The book, although I may include a comparison to the movie.

This blog is NOT spoiler-free.


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