In the självanalyserande essäboken ”Authors by profession,” writes Haruki Murakami on how he time has come to abandon the jagformen in their books, for the benefit of storytelling in tredjeperson. After the novel ”the Bird that twists up the world” (1995) felt jagformen for the narrow and hypoxic, he writes.
But is it something like the ”Assassination on the commander-in-chief” is not so, it is narrow and anoxic. Despite the fact that Murakami here has returned to tell in the first person.
”the Murder of the commander-in-chief” is the main title on the wildly popular japanese author’s latest project. It is a trilogy whose first part was published in English translation as late as in the autumn, and whose part two comes out in a week. Given that there is a coherent story with a lot of surprises, here I would duly warn the prospective reader that this review continues and must necessarily contain spoilers.
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berättarjaget, the trettiosexårige porträttmålaren, in his solitary cabin in the mountains south of Tokyo, he had faced a lot of mysteries. You remember the mysterious painting he found in the attic? The painting with the title ”the Assassination of commander-in-chief” which apparently have been hidden away by the house owner, the famous artist Tomohiko Amada. And you will recall, the aparte the neighbor on the other side of the valley – obviously financially independent – that of the narrator ordered a portrait of himself, and then one of the thirteen year old girl who also lived in a house nearby. There was also a strange shrine in the narrator’s plot.
There was much more, but perhaps it is sufficient to recall these some of the more straightforward intrigbitar that Murakami calmly and methodically told.
but no. You must also take in account the course of events as briefly described in the subtitle of the trilogins the first part: ”An idea revealed”. For that is exactly what happens. An idea, embodied as the little commander-in-chief from the painting in the attic, reveals himself, indeed, for the narrator. Exactly what it is for the idea, we never find out.
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the two? It bears the subtitle ”A changing metaphor”, and at this time you have made chaise so much that you expect to be a living metaphor to appear and start a conversation.
It is far from improbable, for it is a Murakamiroman it is all about.
Part one ended on a Sunday, as in the last row promised to be ”a busy Sunday”. It will also, in the second part where the story continues seamlessly.
In the book on writing I mentioned above, commit Murakami is also a kind of manifesto of the whole of this to write stories. ”The stories exist from the beginning as a metaphor for reality. In order to be able to adapt to the real system that is changing around them, and to not fall out of it, people need new stories – new metaforsystem”.
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maybe, but Haruki Murakami has cultivated a very special way to write up their metaphorical realities. He has done omständligheten and the almost ritualistic serenity to the fixed shell that encloses the more abstract ideas of meat and pearls.
Let me explain. He attaches great importance to the music the narrator listens in on, exactly what he eats and how the food has been prepared. He clarifies the obvious in the parentheses and take the time to ponder on whether he should perhaps buy a lufttrycksmätare to the car or not. ”At its height it had happened at a gas station had said to me: ’the air Pressure in the tires looks to be a little low, so maybe it is best to measure it’, and then I had asked them to do it”.
This brooding thus, a Murakamisk man when his life and the whole nature of reality has collapsed. There is an increasing frustration he planted and cultivated for many years, and as the translator Vibeke Emon as far as I can judge have an exquisite custom ear in order to communicate in Swedish. The almost swaying to the quiet prose and the almost scattered realism becomes a necessary replipunkt for it rather högfilosofiska reasoning Murakami allows his story to bring.
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calm and confident pace, which has made Haruki Murakami is so beloved by so many readers. In ”the Murder of the commander-in-chief” there are many cunning correspondences and characters, but one can very well choose to read the first two parts of the only as a very atmospheric mysterieroman.
Part two ending a little inglorious to the bag seem to be tied together despite the fact that a lot of the question marks still lie scattered in the mountains. It remains to be seen if he manages to straighten them out, for us and for himself.
