A Book Worm

世界の終りとハードボイルド・ワンダーランド - 村上春樹







世界の終りとハードボイルド・ワンダーランドPHOTOGRAPHY BY KAZUO MINATO

  • No.014
  • “Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World” Haruki Murakami
  • TUESDAY, 15th NOVEMBER, 2013 by Yoshiyuki Morioka

When I was 22, I truly had no idea what to do about my career or future and I was feeling my way through the dark. I went to the library every day and read my way through multiple volumes of books at the same time while living in “Nakano House”, an early Showa-style apartment with broken electrical plugs in, as the name says, Nakano. A life where you can spend your time as you please sounds good, but to sum it up, I was living a life like a stray dog.

Among the books I read were, without fail, Haruki Murakami’s. “Hear the Wind Sing”, “A Wild Sheep Chase”, “Dance Dance Dance”… I especially read “Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World” over and over again. On the Chuo Line or the Yamanote Line. At Sotobori Park or Chidorigafuchi Park.

There are two parallel stories in “Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World”.
“There’s little time left. Am going to eternal life, or death? And further, can escape from the town of “the End of the World”?” In the contents of this provocative commentary, with each reading and no matter from where you read it, it is full of eloquence. He might have wanted to escape from his current situation more than anything.

The youth this age frequently take off on trips overseas to the US or India to broaden their knowledge, to understand who they are, when they’re lost. I never did, however. I stayed in Tokyo and hanged out in just my neighborhood. Looking back on it, I think that that’s neither more or less because I felt “Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World” was a richer corporal experience than traveling to me. I was that sucked into the story and my horizons broadened.