I must first up say that this is a book that I had wanted to read for some time. I had not watched the movie, as I am one of those annoying people who like to say “that’s not what happened in the book!”
In short, Snow Falling on Cedars is a book about prejudices on a little island after World War 2. It involves strawberries, snow and cedar trees. Lots of cedar trees.
In all honesty, it was boring. It bored me so much that I couldn’t bring myself to read another book for about a month after I had finished it. It’s true. It had some good bits, don’t get me wrong, but it was slow.
I’m never watching the movie.
My favourite quote from the book is:
“It was a matter in part of posture and breathing, but even more so of soul. Mrs. Shigemura taught her to seek union with the Greater Life and to imagine herself as a leaf on a great tree: The prospect of death in Autumn, she said was irrevelant next to its happy recognition of its participation in the life of the tree itself.”