In fact, he thinks it’s “barbaric.” And by no means will he have a bookcase made of collar bones. Our heroine has to admit, she does indeed fancy such a garment, but her fiancé doesn’t care for human products in his clothing and jewelry. Women sit having tea, complimenting each other over the finest human hair sweaters. Here’s the wedding industry in all its savage greed. What if, instead of wearing diamonds and conflict jewels on fingers and necks, humans adorned themselves with…other human parts? What if, instead of cremation or burial after death, the body became the daily material of other people’s lives? Like all her work, it depends on a tiny, brutal reversal. “A First-Rate Material” is a ghoulish love story, a genre only Sayaka Murata could make so wafer-delicate, so crooner-sweet that you hum along to it, as if a muzak of Gothic thoughts have not just trickled right into your brain-stem. Forget Cashmere and Angora, Buy 100% Human Hair
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