Imagine if Friends had ended with the revelation that Chandler was a psychopath – and that Joey, Monica, Ross, Phoebe and Rachel weren't bothered by it. Yoshida locates horror less in violence than in the kin ...
Yo Zushi, New Statesman
Unsettling, prosaic, effortlessly profound… Yoshida creates a Tokyo both mundane and chilling, a metropolis not of neon and punk but of small rooms in which people who live with each other may as well just be passen ...
Stephen Joyce, Nudge
A sharply observed slice of urban alienation
Laura Wilson, Guardian
Imagine if Friends had ended with the revelation that Chandler was a psychopath – and that Joey, Monica, Ross, Phoebe and Rachel weren't bothered by it. Yoshida locates horror less in violence than in the kin ...
Yo Zushi, New Statesman
Unsettling, prosaic, effortlessly profound… Yoshida creates a Tokyo both mundane and chilling, a metropolis not of neon and punk but of small rooms in which people who live with each other may as well just be passen ...
Stephen Joyce, Nudge
A sharply observed slice of urban alienation
Laura Wilson, Guardian
Imagine if Friends had ended with the revelation that Chandler was a psychopath – and that Joey, Monica, Ross, Phoebe and Rachel weren't bothered by it. Yoshida locates horror less in violence than in the kin ...
Yo Zushi, New Statesman
Unsettling, prosaic, effortlessly profound… Yoshida creates a Tokyo both mundane and chilling, a metropolis not of neon and punk but of small rooms in which people who live with each other may as well just be passen ...