It was also our Ocotber bookclub choice, chosen by wildspitz. We talked enthusiastically and loudly for well over an hour. The book has everything - life, death, sex, violence, suffering, alienation, cats with bent tails, wind up birds, ducks, relationships, love, marriages, war, cruelty, wells, evil people and ordinary heroes - AND WE LOVED IT! Everytime the conversation slowed, someone would say "but what about the guitar player...." or "What did you think about the elephants" etc and then we'd start up again :-) I urge you all to READ IT. In fact, I'll start a bookring, just for my LJ friends - anyone interested?
Bad things come in threes for Toru Okada. He loses his job, his cat disappears, and then his wife fails to return from work. His search for his wife (and his cat) introduces him to a bizarre collection of characters, including two psychic sisters, a possibly unbalanced teenager, an old soldier who witnessed the massacres on the Chinese mainland at the beginning of the Second World War, and a very shady politician.
Haruki Murakami is a master of subtly disturbing prose. Mundane events throb with menace, while the bizarre is accepted without comment. Meaning always seems to be just out of reach, for the reader as well as for the characters, yet one is drawn inexorably into a mystery that may have no solution. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle is an extended meditation on themes that appear throughout Murakami's earlier work. The tropes of popular culture, movies, music, detective stories, combine to create a work that explores both the surface and the hidden depths of Japanese society at the end of the 20th century.
If it were possible to isolate one theme in The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle that theme would be responsibility. The atrocities committed by the Japanese army in China keep rising to the surface like a repressed memory, and Toru Okada himself is compelled by events to take responsibility for his actions and struggle with his essentially passive nature. If Toru is supposed to be a Japanese Everyman, steeped as he is in Western popular culture and ignorant of the secret history of his own nation, this novel paints a bleak picture. Like the winding up of the titular bird, Murakami slowly twists the gossamer threads of his story into something of considerable weight. --Simon Leake, Amazon.com --This text refers to the Paperback edition.
'Mesmerising, surreal, this really is the work of a true original' The Times