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mjanssen 's review for:
Killing Commendatore
by Haruki Murakami
I think I would give this a 3.5 if Goodreads allowed. While I enjoyed it, I would not say it's among Murakami's must-reads. I feel ambivalent about rating it because I'm sort of shruggy about it. It was fine.
Sometimes I can't believe how much Murakami rehashes the old tropes — can we count them all in here? Lonely man detached from a woman, mysterious pubescent girl, pit in ground, spending time in pit in ground, ominous psuedo-fictional male figure (Johnnie Walker, the Man in the White Subaru Forester), etc., etc. It's like he pulls them out of a hat. However, maybe most writers do this but just don't have as many bizarrely recognizable touchstones as Murakami does. Like, if someone writes five books about failed relationships, is that any worse than five books about a guy sitting in a pit in the ground? (Not that he has written five of them.)
However, by now Murakami's (translated) voice has become a good friend. I can't *not* read all of his books, and I have yet to read one that I would say was a total waste of time, so I'm gonna keep coming back for the stray cats cooking pasta for imaginary creatures at the bottom of mysterious wells.
Sometimes I can't believe how much Murakami rehashes the old tropes — can we count them all in here? Lonely man detached from a woman, mysterious pubescent girl, pit in ground, spending time in pit in ground, ominous psuedo-fictional male figure (Johnnie Walker, the Man in the White Subaru Forester), etc., etc. It's like he pulls them out of a hat. However, maybe most writers do this but just don't have as many bizarrely recognizable touchstones as Murakami does. Like, if someone writes five books about failed relationships, is that any worse than five books about a guy sitting in a pit in the ground? (Not that he has written five of them.)
However, by now Murakami's (translated) voice has become a good friend. I can't *not* read all of his books, and I have yet to read one that I would say was a total waste of time, so I'm gonna keep coming back for the stray cats cooking pasta for imaginary creatures at the bottom of mysterious wells.