Since I’m rereading Killing Commendatore by Murakami, I decided to share some random thoughts on the topic with you. Who knows, maybe there are some fans of this Japanese author out there?
So I have to confess that I am mesmerized by Murakami and his reappearing universal story which lurks from some of his novels. I always look for THAT tale in his works, although it is hard for me to describe it precisely. There are themes, motives and symbols. Someone is looking for something or someone. It is for me at least unprecise, but I know it is there. So I read his works with similar attention to the hero of Killing Commendatore who stared and the theme picture. Admiring, looking for something, or just trying to understand?
I came back to Killing Commendatore because it seems like a right time for it. I read it first time around two years ago, and I even remember reading it on my comfy sofa, discovering the mysterious world that Murakami decided to present us this time. In a dim light of reading lamp, while night was slowly taking over the sky. And I had this feeling that he wanted to show us that time should be on our side. Not the other way around. But after some time, I lost this certainty that he was and stil is quite right. I just wander if rereading Killing Commendatore by Murakami will help me gain it again.