Norwegian Wood
Norwegian
Wood is a 1987 novel by author Haruki Murakami. The story is a nostalgic one of
Toru Watanabe's developing relationships between himself and two very different
women; Naoko and Midori. The novel is centred heavily around loss and
sexuality, the student movement in Tokyo and Toru's perception on student life
and relationship dynamics.
Metaphorically
Murakami uses season's to portray life's cycles, in-particularly winter. Winter
can naturally represent dying and death and it reminds us that death is natural
and inexorable. Using this, there is great detail and attention paid to the
seasons and its relationship it has with events that happen in the story.
Murakami
has a great way of describing characters features and quirks, and with this I
could really envision all the characters in the book, however, Toru himself isn't
as clearly described, but this could be purposefully done by Murakami as the
importance is between the relationships Toru develops and his “coming of age”
story.
There are three main themes to Norwegian Wood; the unpredictable
nature of growing up, the sadness of death, and love. Essentially it's a love
story, and it felt like your typical one, until about halfway through. Then it
is slowly realized that it becomes something so much deeper than that;
something so much more.
This story is on one side a story of misadventure and a
melancholic exploration of adolescent love and another side a thought-provoking
and poignant study of memory, morality and mortality. Murakami didn't
disappoint and wrote with a poetic richness.
My
only criticism for this book is that too much focus was paid to Naoko's
roommate Reiko.
Then
upon her release from the institution the sexual encounter between Toru and her
seems unnecessary and somewhat “wrong”, Reiko reads like a mother figure and
confidant to Toru and it doesn't read easy or sit well when they have sex.
The
beginning of Norwegian Wood heralds the end and the end initiates a beginning.
What lies In between is a cycle, to which Murakami's words rain onto the page
in a sense of urgency and inexplicable sadness, I felt I was swept along this
journey, and as a first time reader of Murakami I felt I was swept away with
him.
I have read this book a number of times, and each time I take
something different away from it.
The Catcher in the Rye is a true “Coming of Age” story and
features 17 year old Holden Caulfield and the almost the entire book is centred
on a 3 day long flashback in which he is kicked out of his school and delves
into New York City.
Written by JD Salinger in 1951, the book is a “classic”, however
many teenagers would still be able to relate to particular aspects of the book.
Salinger writes realistically, with some humour and depression, with brashness
and it can be somewhat brutal at times. There is a constant use of colloquialism’s which makes the reader instantly relate and envision Holden.
The book has a running theme of innocence and loneliness, which is
very similar to Norwegian Wood, it also describes well how teenage boys can
sometimes relate to women and the challenges they face in dealing with the
problems of dating and falling in love.
Salinger has written the book in a very repetitive way in terms of
language use; Holden uses the phrase “it kills me” a lot to describe his humour
in things, although the repetitiveness can be somewhat envisioning to create
Holden’s character it can also become slightly tedious.
The ending is uplifting to readers, throughout the book Holden is
convinced he is older than he is and thinks himself an adult; however it
becomes apparent that he gets emotional quickly and he is breaking down and
finding difficulty in controlling his emotions, although the ending doesn’t
give too much away it is uplifting and predicts stability and treatment.
Overall, a beautiful, classic book, which I am sure, will remain
on syllabuses’ and in book shops for decades to come, this book should be first
read in teenage years but can be equally enjoyed so much more for adult
readers.
In the words of Holden Caulfield “What really knocks me
out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that
wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone
whenever you felt like it.”
(Salinger 1951)
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