I find myself torn with Norwegian Wood. Despite thinking that the prose is some of Murakami’s best and really enjoying the subtle depth of each of the main characters, I found myself feeling unengaged by much of the actual events of the story. I think part of this comes from just how grounded the story is. Without the usual magical flourishes of a typical Murakami story, the constant malaise comes across as a bit masturbatory and self-indulgent. Near the middle of the book, it seems like Toru literally doesn’t experience any joy for a good hundred pages, making it feel a little one note. I also couldn’t help but notice the clear parallels between Norwegian Wood and Sputnik Sweetheart, which made me start mentally comparing the two.
Reiko and Miu’s failed piano careers.
Reiko and Miu’s wrinkles/white hair.
K and Toru having very similar personalities, both interest-wise and humor-wise.
K feeling deeply (maybe even romantically) interested in Miu and Toru being deeply (and maybe even romantically) interested in Reiko.
Sumire feels like an amalgamation of Naoko and Midori.
K and Toru’s depressive rumination after Sumire and Naoko disappear/die.
The stress of not being able to have sex in both (Sumire and Miu vs Naoko and Kizuki).
Sumire and Naoko disappearing in the woods.
Ending with an abstract phone call from a phone booth.
Having read Sputnik Sweetheart first, I think I found it more compelling. Whereas Norwegian Wood revels in its sadness to a slightly excessive degree, Sputnik Sweetheart comes across like a more mature and hopeful take on a similar story. While this all sounds pretty negative, I do wanna emphasize that I still thoroughly enjoyed Norwegian Wood. I thought the way Naoko embodied many of Murakami’s magical themes (wells and feelings of split personality) and clashes with the more grounded reality of the story as a result of it, helped to characterize her as someone who feels like she can’t reintegrate into society very well. I also loved the fire and water motifs used to contrast Midori’s passion and Naoko’s languidness. Overall I thought it was a great book, but I found myself missing some of the magical elements that are usually present in Murakami’s books.
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