The Thousand Autumns takes the reader on a roller coaster ride to the Orient, specifically to Nagasaki, Japan in 1799 - the Empire of the Shogun, a nation introverted, secretive, suspicious & tied rigidly to ancient customs, protocols and observances and violently hostile to the vaguest semblence of outside influence. The book opens with a quite terrifying description of a difficult birth and the intervention of a young midwife credited with saving the life of mother and child .... it really had me wondering if I had inadvertently strayed into some obscure obstetrics textbook! But as rapid as the newborn's first breath I was on a Dutch trading ship engrossed in the machinations of 1790's traders & the dodgy ethics of self interest and pragmatism. A few chapters in and I was still wondering what that first chapter was doing there but Mitchell's characters cross and collide with seamless brilliance. Vying for terror with the birth description is later in the book an operation to remove a stone from the bladder of an unfortunate, absolutely horrifying and gutwrenching.
I don't know much about Japan and even less about 1790's Japan but this book is both enlightening and entertaining ... some of the parts involving the language difficulties and the subtleties of insult and complement are very funny, especially as the Japanese, obsessively resistent to outside influence, do not want their language understood by foreigners and are rigid in enforcing control on interpreters. Mixed in with all this is a secret religous sect with the most extraordinary and obscene beliefs I have ever encountered and, of course, a love story of sorts.
I can't possibly emulate the beauty of Mitchell's writing style expect to say it is lyrically enthralling and totally beguiling, without doubt he took me heart and soul to Japan.
I loved this book, as I loved both Cloud Atlas & Black Swan Green and earnestly recommend it to anyone who likes a really engrossing, meaty read with lots to think about and, in my case, much need of Google (wish I'd studied Latin!)
The closing sentence of the book is IMO a brilliant summation of the entire book ...
"A well-waxed paper door slides open".

