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Our Assessment:
B+ : an unusual and affecting little story See our review for fuller assessment.
From the Reviews: - Return to top of the page - The complete review's Review: The Strange Library is not even novella-length, only padded out to near a hundred pages by devoting many pages to illustrations. The illustrations differ in the various editions, as the US, UK, and German publishers all opted for their own versions rather than using the Sasaki Maki illustrations from the Japanese. The differences are striking: Sasaki (who has done the cover illustration for the Japanese editions of many of Murakami's novels) takes a bright cartoonish approach. Kat Menschik's much more somber, realist illustrations for the German edition are dominated by black, with only a careful contrasting use of color. US designer Chip Kidd, using more allusive, stark images, writes that: "To generate all the imagery, I borrowed from my own strange library of vintage Japanese graphics." The UK design also uses found pictures and imagery, but it is more varied and elaborate (see examples and some discussion here).
The story is a fairly simple one: the narrator, a boy, goes to the library and returns some books (he has varied interests: they are: How to Build a Submarine and Memoirs of a Shepherd). Despite apparently being a frequent patron of this branch, the woman at the desk isn't someone he knows; despite his familiarity with this branch he also mentions that he's looking for some books and lets himself be directed to a part of the library he never even knew existed, the basement at the bottom of the stairs, and Room 107. He finds an old man there, and admits he's looking for some information about Ottoman tax collection -- it had popped into his head on his way home from school: And ever since I was little my mother had told me, if you don't know something, go to the library and look it up.The old man is obliging with his request, bringing back three fat, relevant books -- but the narrator gets more than he bargained for. These aren't books he can take home with him, and the old man is rather insistent that he read them there -- never mind that it's near closing time ("They do what I tell them -- if I say it's all right, then it's all right"). The library has more recesses -- and forking corridors -- than the boy ever could have imagined, and he is led deep into the labyrinth. He gets to read the books, but hardly under conditions he could have anticipated; despite the circumstances (and some rather unpleasant pressure put on him to get the most out of the books) reading, too, becomes an entirely new experience: I became Ibn Armut Hasir, the author of The Diary of an Ottoman Tax Collector. I walked the streets of Istanbul during the day, collecting taxes, but when evening came, I returned home to feed my parakeet. A razor-thin crescent of white moon floated in the night sky.The strange reality -- the strange (part of the) library -- he finds himself in is equally vivid yet also has elements that seem barely graspable -- such as the ethereal, voiceless girl who brings him elaborate, delicious meals. As she explains: The sheep man has his world. I have mine. And you have yours, too. Am I right ?The boy is used to the library being a place where he can find the answers to his questions. Here, now, he finds himself swallowed up in something much larger and more terrifying, from books as completely immersive texts (as even something as dreary-sounding as The Diary of an Ottoman Tax Collector pulls him completely into its reality) to a surreal reality of characters verging on the absurd, from the old man who led him into this maze to, yes, a sheep man. The Strange Library has, in its atmosphere and quirky details, the feel of a typical Murakami tale, and is surprisingly eventful for its length. It has a very melancholy edge and a good deal of uncertainty -- as in much of Murakami's work. (Parts are also surprisingly grim and grisly, including the fate that the boy is told he might face if he doesn't do what the old man demands.) It is, in particular, a story of loss (his shoes are the least of it), set in contrast to unanswered -- and sometimes unposed -- questions: yes, the boy learns about Ottoman tax-collection (he lives the part !), but so much else remains unfathomable: life does move in very mysterious ways, and the answers can't be found in library books. The somber closing bit magnifies much of what came before, and also puts it in a new light. A fine small work -- whose reading is likely strongly colored depending on which illustrated version the reader has. - M.A.Orthofer, 29 October 2014 - Return to top of the page - The Strange Library:
- Return to top of the page - Japanese author Murakami Haruki (村上春樹) was born January 12, 1949. He attended Waseda University. He has written several internationally acclaimed bestsellers and is among the best-known contemporary Japanese writers. - Return to top of the page -
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