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3.78 AVERAGE
3.78 AVERAGE
challenging
dark
mysterious
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
N/A
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
A classic Murakami novel: intense imagery, complex characters, and a hint of misogyny.
Does a fantastic job of capturing the energy and electricity of the late night hours.
mysterious
reflective
relaxing
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
N/A
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
N/A
mysterious
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
N/A
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Haruki Murakami and having characters answer simple questions with a long winded allegory, name a more iconic duo
unlike any other murakami i’ve read!! it takes place over a single night and doesn’t have a clear story line. i love the sensory descriptions and the risks he took in writing this. and of course i would DIE for a good character driven story.
also, no weird sex stuff or milf complex?? very cool, Murakami.
I really like Jay Rubin’s translations, he did a particularly good job with this one. you can see a lot of the nuance he had to work through more clearly than in a lot of other translated works. especially switching 1st, 2nd, 3rd person narration. this was a very fun read.
also, no weird sex stuff or milf complex?? very cool, Murakami.
I really like Jay Rubin’s translations, he did a particularly good job with this one. you can see a lot of the nuance he had to work through more clearly than in a lot of other translated works. especially switching 1st, 2nd, 3rd person narration. this was a very fun read.
After Dark is a very good book and I thoroughly enjoyed reading it, but when comparing it to other Murakami works, it seems somewhat paltry.
I certainly enjoyed this book, but it's not as strong as the other Murakami novels. The writing style reads a lot like a film script written with lots of added detail, for example the opening paragraph of the novel literally describes the reader's point of view flying over the city at night and finally coming to rest on the main character.
The story also seems more like a sketch than a fully fleshed out novel, it leaves a lot up to the imagination and leaves the reader sort of hanging at the end. Some people might argue that this element of mystery is characteristic of most of Murakami's works, but this novel is the most extreme case that I've read so far. At a mere 240 pages with larger print and wider margins than other printings of Murakami's works, I can't help but feel that this is a short story that has been stretched as much as possible.
That said, I remain a huge Murakami fan and continue to devour everything he produces. I wouldn't want to discourage anyone from reading After Dark or any of his other works.
I certainly enjoyed this book, but it's not as strong as the other Murakami novels. The writing style reads a lot like a film script written with lots of added detail, for example the opening paragraph of the novel literally describes the reader's point of view flying over the city at night and finally coming to rest on the main character.
The story also seems more like a sketch than a fully fleshed out novel, it leaves a lot up to the imagination and leaves the reader sort of hanging at the end. Some people might argue that this element of mystery is characteristic of most of Murakami's works, but this novel is the most extreme case that I've read so far. At a mere 240 pages with larger print and wider margins than other printings of Murakami's works, I can't help but feel that this is a short story that has been stretched as much as possible.
That said, I remain a huge Murakami fan and continue to devour everything he produces. I wouldn't want to discourage anyone from reading After Dark or any of his other works.
dark
mysterious
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Plot
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
dark
mysterious
reflective
fast-paced
"𝘛𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺 - 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰: 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦."
I remember the white noise. While doing homework, I would leave the TV on. And somewhere between the desk and the bed, I would drift off, like a spell, to rest my eyes for a few minutes. I would listen to voices from the local news or a the laugh track of a rerun mute to a singular hiss. And I'd wake. Some odd 3 AM, my work left unfinished.
It isn't until years after did I get to reconcile those feelings. Detachment. Isolation. Drifting. This haunting between day and night. I didn't know where to put my body, how to put it down, how to prop it back up, properly.
It isn't until years after did I get to reconcile those feelings. Detachment. Isolation. Drifting.
And didn't realize how these feelings combined with technology. Godard's Alphaville seems to be a major inspiration for this book, but I think Cronenberg's Videodrome is a closer mark of inspiration in how it combines body and tech, thought and tech.
Still holds up in how it offers a distinct feeling I felt so deeply at sixteen. This loneliness. This drifting. I think around the same time, I was introduced to Gaspar Noe's work by way of Enter the Void which also offered that driftwardness. How incredible that your discovery phase offers up to who you are now. And how art speaks to other art to display who you are.
I remember the white noise. While doing homework, I would leave the TV on. And somewhere between the desk and the bed, I would drift off, like a spell, to rest my eyes for a few minutes. I would listen to voices from the local news or a the laugh track of a rerun mute to a singular hiss. And I'd wake. Some odd 3 AM, my work left unfinished.
It isn't until years after did I get to reconcile those feelings. Detachment. Isolation. Drifting. This haunting between day and night. I didn't know where to put my body, how to put it down, how to prop it back up, properly.
It isn't until years after did I get to reconcile those feelings. Detachment. Isolation. Drifting.
And didn't realize how these feelings combined with technology. Godard's Alphaville seems to be a major inspiration for this book, but I think Cronenberg's Videodrome is a closer mark of inspiration in how it combines body and tech, thought and tech.
Still holds up in how it offers a distinct feeling I felt so deeply at sixteen. This loneliness. This drifting. I think around the same time, I was introduced to Gaspar Noe's work by way of Enter the Void which also offered that driftwardness. How incredible that your discovery phase offers up to who you are now. And how art speaks to other art to display who you are.