This isn't a fantasy book: it's a "catch-up-on-my-other-reading" book (CUOMOR). This chill Japanese science fiction story about health-care-gone-dystopic, written by an author who was and did die of cancer, was a fascinating examination of self/not-self, privacy and nanotechnology, will and soul, and an eery future society, that was almost -- but not quite -- undermined by its melodramatic characters. It had a lot of really great "ooo" moments though. There was a really weird moment for me, where Edison Carter and Network 24 from MAX HEADROOM come into the story: I think it summed up my feelings on the entire story -- "Wow, and that's not quite right, and I'm not sure if either of those are in a good or bad way." Worthy of being read, so I shall certainly pass it on to my friend Jonna.
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