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Friday, March 26, 2010

“Sputnik Sweetheart” ~ Haruki Murakami



“Sputnik Sweetheart” ~ Haruki Murakami



Vintage Books; 2002; 240 pp


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(1) “Sputnik Sweetheart” finds Haruki Murakami in his minimalist mode. Shorter than the sweeping ‘Wind-up Bird Chronicle’, less playfully bizarre than ‘A Wild Sheep Chase’, the author’s seventh novel distills his signature themes into a powerful story about the loneliness of the human condition. “There was nothing solid we could depend on,” the reader is told. “We were nearly boundless zeros, just pitiful little beings swept from one kind of oblivion to another.”

The narrator is a teacher whose only close friend is Sumire, an aspiring young novelist with chronic writer’s block. Sumire is suddenly smitten with a sophisticated businesswoman and accompanies her love object to Europe where, on a tiny Greek island, she disappears “like smoke.” The school teacher hastens to the island in search of his friend. And there he discovers two documents on her computer, one of which reveals a chilling secret about Sumire’s lover.

“Sputnik Sweetheart” is a melancholy love story, and its deceptively simple prose is saturated with sadness. Characters struggle to connect with one another but never quite succeed. Like the satellite of the title they are essentially alone. And by toning down the pyrotechnics of his earlier work, Murakami has created a world that is simultaneously mundane and disturbing - where doppelgangers and vanishing cats produce a pervasive atmosphere of alienation, and identity itself seems like a terribly fragile thing.



(2) Murakami’s seventh novel to be translated into English is a short, enigmatic chronicle of unrequited desire, involving three acquaintances - the narrator, a 24-year-old Tokyo school-teacher; his friend Sumire, an erratic, dreamy writer who idolizes Jack Kerouac; and Miu, a beautiful married businesswoman with a secret in her past so harrowing it has turned her hair snowy white. When Sumire abandons her writing for life as an assistant to Miu and later disappears while the two are vacationing on a Greek island, the narrator/ teacher travels across the world to help find her. Once on the island, he discovers Sumire has written two stories: One explaining the extent of her longing for Miu; the second revealing the secret from Miu’s past that bleached her hair and prevents her from getting close to anyone. All of the characters suffer from bouts of existential despair, and in the end, back in Tokyo, having lost both of his potential saviours and deciding to end a loveless affair with a student’s mother, the narrator laments his loneliness. Though the story is almost stark in its simplicity more like Murakami’s romantic ‘Norwegian Wood’, than his surreal ‘Wind-Up Bird Chronicles’, the careful intimacy of the protagonists’ conversation and their tightly controlled passion for each other make this book worthwhile. Like a Zen Koan, Murakami’s tale of the search for human connection asks only questions, offers no answers and must be meditated upon to provide meaning.

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Borges' "The Library at Babel" is a story that encompasses a world. The world that is a library, a library that is a universe broken into endless hexagons connected by stairs and hallways. It's unlike any library that has ever existed, a library of the mind, a virtual library, and as such the source of imaginative illustration. I've encountered pictures of its hexagonal galleries and infinite air shafts on Web Sites, and recently the story was re-published in hardcover with engravings by Erik Desmazieres, who gave the Library's interior a spooky look that I associate with the interiors of Ridley Scott's 1979 science-fiction. Many, of course, would choose to interpret the story in a more philosophical manner. Certainly a case can be made to see the story as a parable about man's search for God, or man's essential ignorance of the world, or of the chaos of the universe. While I acknowledge the story's visual and philosophical qualities, it has a personal connection. It evokes what I would call the large-library experience. Borges' nameless librarian, an administrator of some minor sort - if the library is infinite, all administrators are minor - recollects, "Like all men of the library, I have traveled in my youth, I have wandered in search of a book." Reading this, I think of my own rambles through stacks and shelves both as a student and an unattached "scholar." I've wandered through libraries looking for or just at books, feeling their collective weight, reading titles, puzzling at the cipher of numbers and letters by which they are classified. I have been lost in corridors of books like one drifting through the pinched streets of some foreign town, though indeed these rambles have taken part in and around my home. Books as realia have been part of this attraction. Strolling between shelves of bound volumes, I feel I'm pressed between the scales of some vast and dormant beast. Opened, each book presents a small bracket of hard space and distilled experience that, when joined in imagination with other books, create the sensation of time congealed. Books in vast quantities form a reality greater than the sum of their parts. Unlike museums, whether of science or art, that enfold me in a history of eras and schools and "movements," large libraries point beyond their realia. They go from the tangible to the intangible, from the temporal to the timeless, from the momentary to the eternal. Masses of books suggest the infinite. - Garrett Rowlan

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I've travelled the World twice over,

Met the famous: Saints and Sinners,

Poets and Artists, Kings and Queens,

Old stars and hopeful Beginners,

I've been where no-one's been before,

Learned secrets from Writers
and Cooks,

All with one "Library Ticket",

To the wonderful World of books.


- JANICE JAMES



The movement of atoms is eternal.


Thrown through the void,
either by their own weight
or by the impact of other atoms,
they wander
until chance brings them together.


Some of them manage to cling together;
they form the most solid bodies.


Others,
more mobile,
are separated by a greater distance;
they form the less dense bodies,
air and light.


Some did not wish to be admitted to any group;
they move around gloriously and endlessly in space,
like dust motes lit up by rays of light in a dark room.

[from Lucretius' De Rerum Natura, recited by Rousseau in La vallée close]



~ This seemingly simple poetry reminds us that every work of Art is relative to the Grand Time wherein it was sprout, and is to be judged thus. We won't/ might not hold a good opinion when we read and consider these lines now, after two decades of Stephen Hawking and 'A Brief History of Time'. This poem was written in First Century BC, by the Roman poet and philosopher Lucretius. Now, do we ought to re-think and re-consider our opinion? Epicurean Physics, atomism, the nature of the mind and soul, explanations of sensation and thought, the development of the world and its phenomena, a variety of celestial and terrestrial phenomena, arguments about God, Lucretius' Physics - everything is here, in these simple lines of poetry ~




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