Red Sorghum

A narrator reconstructs the lives of his grandparents across the bloody decades of the Japanese occupation of China, weaving together family legend, war, and the sorghum fields of Shandong Province.

Why Start Here

Red Sorghum announces Mo Yan’s world immediately: exuberant, brutal, mythic, entirely its own. The sorghum fields are not just a setting, they are a living presence, red-gold and vast, that absorbs the blood of everything that happens there. The novel’s time structure moves fluidly between past and present, between the narrator’s reconstruction and the events themselves, between legend and history.

This is also simply a gripping story. Mo Yan’s grandparents are extraordinary characters, his grandmother a woman of fierce independence and erotic vitality, his grandfather a bandit-turned-soldier of elemental force. The Japanese occupation and its atrocities are rendered without flinching and without losing the novel’s raucous energy. Zhang Yimou’s famous film adaptation captures some of this, but the book is much richer.

What to Expect

Dense, sensuous prose that moves through time non-linearly. Mo Yan’s style is hypnotic, he can hold a single image or moment for pages and make it feel essential. This is literary fiction that reads like an adventure, which is the highest compliment.