

He is cerebral, poetic, and mind-bending.

The irony of this is that Norwegian Wood, out of the 6 novels I have now read, has the most cohesive story arch.īut Murakami is not known for being cohesive. At the time, I enjoyed it immensely and read it like wildfire, but there still seemed to be something missing from the story.

The first Murakami novel I read was Norwegian Wood. But, the fact remains, you’re either into Murakami or you’re not.

I can spend hours praising his bizarre, yet poetically perfect turns of phrase, or his twisting, inexplicable narrative. So a few weeks ago I decided to take a break with something I knew would please me: Murakami. This would seem to be an easy way out, but the works of Murakami are too exotic and my skills too rudimentary to even attempt a dissection to establish my lack of satisfaction with the book.For the past few months, I have been slowly working my way through several large books, a stack of graduate school applications, and a myriad of job listings/cover letters/résumés. And if you were still looking for more, this book will also give you a lesson or two in classical music and wine tasting.Īnd yet, with the high standards and expectations, I hold Murakami to, this book somewhere fell short of delivering the satisfaction that ordinarily comes from reading a Murakami. In the undercurrent are, several small pieces woven together, stories in their own, discoveries, characterisations, all neatly bundling into Sputnik Sweetheart, one of his shorter works. We learn to appreciate the shape of an ear and in the background of everything else, infidelity holds no shock value or indeed gossip value. In this world, overnight changes like, appearance of a blue-black mark on the face, or losing the ability to speak, or all the hair turning white, are taken in stride – we would know that each of such changes have an implication, most of the times, a supernatural one.
