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Loading... Kafka on the shore (original 2002; edition 2005)by Haruki Murakami
Work detailsKafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami (2002)
I picked up this one since it made it onto the 1001 Books to Read Before You Die list. For the first 10 hours of the book, I was completely enthralled. The writing style is lyrical - wonderful imagery and a captivating plot. The hero, Kafka Tamura, runs away from home, trying to thwart his father's prophecy that Kafka will kill his father and sleep with his mother (yes - another Greek classic!). The book has some interesting magical realism (talking cats, Colonel Sanders of KFC fame comes to life, etc.) and some unexplained plot twists. The problem I had with this book is at the end, the plot twists were still unexplained. Definitely one of those 'huh?' moments. I loved the writing style, so I will try other Murakami books - he has won several awards and has other titles on the 1001 list. Anyone out there read this book? I'd love to hear an explanation! Probably one of the most ambitious Murakami books, linking metaphysics with a classic Greek tragedy plot. A 15 year old boy runs from home, and in merit of his virtues follows an ungenerous faith. On top of the complex texture, the sharp setting of characters, flexible style and perfect balance, the book is filled with memorable scenes, making their point with great irony: above all, the scene in which Oshima resists the attack of two stupid feminist activists by quoting Sofocles. I first came across Haruki Murakami’s novels when I read The Wind-up Bird Chronicle, a long and meandering tale which I enjoyed enough that it convinced me to try some of his other books. Although I’m normally a fan of magic realism I found most of them disappointing until I finally picked up Kafka On The Shore, in a translation from the Japanese by Philip Gabriel. I really enjoyed this novel. It’s a surreal quest for a teenager’s identity where cats regularly converse with people and mackerel rain down from the sky. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone who requires a proper ending, likes things to make sense or wants to see things neatly tied up, but if you are prepared to go along for the ride you’ll find a complex novel which is both fulfilling and frustrating in turns. My least favorite of the 7 Murakami books I've read so far. It's about 100 pages longer than necessary with way too much mundane detail about Nakata's daily doings: he ate, he drank, he went to the toilet, he slept, repeated over and over, day after day with just slight variations.
The weird, stately urgency of Murakami's novels comes from their preoccupation with . . . internal problems; you can imagine each as a drama acted out within a single psyche. In each, a self lies in pieces and must be put back together; a life that is stalled must be kick-started and relaunched into the bruising but necessary process of change. Reconciling us to that necessity is something stories have done for humanity since time immemorial. Dreams do it, too. But while anyone can tell a story that resembles a dream, it's the rare artist, like this one, who can make us feel that we are dreaming it ourselves. Contains
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