I simply love Japanese Haruki Murakami’s authorship. These are big words, I know, but I really think he writes the most fantastic books. Fantastic is probably a suitable word here because you never know as a reader when reality ends and magic starts. A term for his authorship could be magical realism.
It is correct when different websites write that Haruki Murakami seduces his readers into his mysterious, surreal and philosophical universes, where it is often difficult to distinguish dream from reality.
Murakami writes in a straightforward language which makes it easy for the reader to identify with the main characters and the events that happen to them. Murakami has written many wonderful books but here I will put in a good word for his novel Killing Commendatore.
The book is well over 700 pages long and the plot is in short about a Japanese portrait painter in the middle of his thirties who is abandoned by his wife. After this life changing event the painter takes off on a road trip to some of the most distant areas in Japan. After getting tired of being on the road, he borrows a house from a friend. The house is in a very remote area way up in the mountains and the friend has inherited the house from his father, who was a very famous painter.
Over some time, our portrait painter hears noises from the attic in the house. He thoroughly investigates the attic to find out where the noises come from and eventually discovers a so far unknown painting by the diseased painter. But how can a painting make noises? Well, when he unwraps the painting, he also opens up for a series of unforeseen and mysterious events in another world.
Killing Commendatore– the title alone is not what you would believe – is a fantastic tale about love, loneliness, war, art and much much more.
Please read it.
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