norwegian wood

July 11, 2006 at 2:12 pm 3 comments

i’ve finally finished reading norwegian wood.

it has been one of my most tiring and yet enjoyable reads in a long time.

i read it from cover to cover (including the reviews and blurb) and i want to read it again.

and again.

that’s how much i like it.

the review at the end said that many readers felt that it was “autobiographical” and that it was “a simple love story”.

well, to me, it’s also “love stories” and also “simple stories”.

if you really want to be totally anal about it, there is no love in the traditional normal sense.

there’s just a hell lot of emotions.

which is yet another thing i love about it.

the layers and depths of emotions portrayed in the brashness and innocence of all of seventeen years old in 1960s Japan.

the novel is strangely depressing and yet affirmative at the same time.

we are all strange and broken in some way or another, and we can heal one another, or so the function of and message behind the sanatorium seems to be.

i couldn’t agree more.

and words, the dis-ability to use words, symbolises the final breakdown and inevitable suicide of naoko.

how true and apt.

because what else but words are the symbols we use to communicate daily with one another.

and when we fail to be able to use these basic symbols, we fail to be able to connect with one another, and it leads inevitably to isolation and self-destruction.

reading it, i felt like i was naoko and yet toru watanabe at the same time.

and essentially, they mirror one another.

both broken, needy and isolated.

in general, all the characters in this novel are flawed, imperfect.

which made me feel for them even more.

and the all-pervasive sense of an uncontrollable hurtle towards self-destruction of all the characters made the novel all the more dramatic and capivating.

even though the novel doesn’t end with midori or reiko, or even watanabe, i know, or rather, i feel, they are all going to die, jthe way Kizuki did, the way Naoko did, the way Naoko’s sister did, the way hatsumi did.

i just feel so.

so many beautiful quotes and writings in this novel if i were to quote them all, i’d be charged with plagiarism.

and i know how sick and morbid this may sound, but i’m still going to say it.

suicide seems to be almost romantic in a sense, in this novel, and damn, i wish i were kizuki.

and even though my seventeen was in the twentyfirstcentury, here in this sunny little island, i recognise this same eternal world of seventeen that watanabe midori kizuki naoko reiko hatsumi nagasawa lived in.

i never want to grow up.

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  • 3. eower  |  July 4, 2010 at 1:47 am

    “reading it, i felt like i was naoko and yet toru watanabe at the same time.”
    I totally agree!

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