Jane, a documentary maker, secures a job producing a television series for Japanese housewives titled "The American Housewife," sponsored by the US Beef Conglomerate. She embarks on a journey across the country, seeking families that embody American wholesomeness and values and can also offer a delicious meat recipe. (Truly, it's a brilliant premise.) Meanwhile, across the globe, Akiko, a bulimic Japanese housewife, watches these shows and is deeply moved by them. Each chapter begins with the words and poetry of a 1st Century female writer, Sei Shonagon.
With its alternating viewpoints, the blend of verse and prose, the author's penchant for switching between first and third person, and a jumble of faxes thrown in, this novel could have easily descended into a chaotic mess. Instead, it emerges as a work of art.
Both women are on a quest to discover themselves, which forms the emotional core of the novel. Akiko's story unfolds in real time, while Jane writes with a certain self-awareness as she looks back on "My Year of Meats."
"It changed my life. You know when that happens -- when something rocks your world, and nothing is ever the same after?"
Although Jane's assignment initially starts as just a job, she becomes increasingly immersed in the lives of the families she profiles. She grapples with the challenge of balancing her desire to tell the truth with her obligation to serve her client, the show's BEEF-EX sponsor, personified by Akiko's husband. As she delves deeper into "meaty" stories, she uncovers disturbing truths about the meat industry, adding a deeply disturbing (almost nauseating) undertone to the novel.
Ozeki clearly states in the author's note that this is a work of fiction, yet it feels incredibly true, complete with a bibliography and footnotes. Issues such as hormones, fertility, abuse, agriculture, and culture all take center stage, but Ozeki resists the temptation to sermonize.
"I chose to ignore what I knew. Ignorance. In this root sense, ignorance is an act of will, a choice that one makes over and over again, especially when information overwhelms and knowledge had become synonymous with impotence."
Ozeki seamlessly transitions this novel from being sharp-witted and playful to emotional and honest. Her writing truly shines in the descriptions of each of the families Jane profiles, adding layers of depth and richness to the main narrative.
"Each sojourn into the heartland had its own viscosity - a total submersion into a strange new element - and for the duration, the parameters of my own world would collapse, sucked like a vacuum pack around the shapes of the families and the configurations of their lives."
This is my second encounter with Ozeki's work. Last year, I fell in love with "A Tale for the Time Being." I will now actively seek out her other books. I am officially a die-hard fan.
Highly Recommend.