No one is indifferent to Tokyo. Most people dislike it. It's huge, it's ugly, it's loud, the water's metallic, and movies arrive six months late. But a few people like Tokyo.
I love it. So does Donald Richie.
And although it is recognized as one of the world's great cities, cited as a model of the postindustrial late capitalist/postmodern metropolis -- whatever those dreary terms might mean -- the library of Tokyo books remains small.