Sputnik Sweetheart in Boxall's 1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die

Oct 20, 2013 Winna rated it really liked it

Shelves: mellow-books, general-fiction, fantasy-myths-fairy-tales-magic

I put off reading Haruki Murakami for so long.. especially after I read the much hyped Norwegian Wood but didn't love it or get what the hype was about. I also read his collection of short stories (Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman and Birthday Stories though the latter didn't really count), but did not particularly like them but still believed the Murakami craze was indeed there for a reason.

Imagine my joy when I found Sputnik Sweetheart (aptly titled!) at a used bookstore. It was supposedly on the ...more

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Feb 05, 2011 Sharlene rated it really liked it

Shelves: reading-the-world-challenge, 2011

“A deep silence ensued. Her mind was as clear as the winter night sky, the Big Dipper and North Star in place, twinkling brightly. She had so many things she had to write, so many thoughts and ideas would gush out like lava, congealing into a steady stream of inventive works the likes of which the world had never seen. People’s eyes would pop wide open at the sudden debut of this Promising Young Writer with a Rare Talent. A photo of her, smiling coolly, would appear in the arts section of the ne “A deep silence ensued. Her mind was as clear as the winter night sky, the Big Dipper and North Star in place, twinkling brightly. She had so many things she had to write, so many thoughts and ideas would gush out like lava, congealing into a steady stream of inventive works the likes of which the world had never seen. People’s eyes would pop wide open at the sudden debut of this Promising Young Writer with a Rare Talent. A photo of her, smiling coolly, would appear in the arts section of the newspaper, and editors would beat a path to her door.

But it never happened that way. Sumire wrote some words that had a beginning. And some that had an end. But never one that had both a beginning and an end.”

A while ago, I’d had too much of Haruki Murakami and had to take my leave of him (it was a pretty long one – I didn’t read any in 2010, and only his non-fiction, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running, in 2009. So the last Murakami I read was in 2008.) But when I returned to Murakami, it felt good. It was comforting, falling into his world of quiet, of music and literature, of Japan, of friendships and love again. An interesting relationship between a man and a woman, and another woman with that woman, a tale of early morning phone calls, of changes, of affection, repressed and unrequited love and longing. And as I read about this relationship of Sumire and the unnamed narrator (we never get to know our narrator’s name although this story is as much his), and of Sumire and an older woman Miu, who eventually becomes her boss, I am waiting, expecting that bit, that twist in the story. And then it comes and it is bizarre, a little creepy in its own way, a little like thinking you heard something in the middle of the night, then you wake up the next morning wondering if you had actually heard it or if it were just a dream.

“Sumire and I were a lot alike. Devouring books came as naturally to us as breathing. Every spare moment we’d settle down in some quiet corner, endlessly turning page after page, Japanese novels, foreign novels, new works, classics, avant-garde to best-seller – as long as there was something intellectually stimulating in a book, we’d read it.”

It takes a while to emerge from this book and back to the gloom and wet of my own settings. I am a little jealous of their journey to that little Greek island. It brings a little warmth into my living room where I am seated on my couch with the fleece throw over my socked feet.

I am glad to have picked up Murakami again. I just reckon one requires quite a breather in between his books, although two years is probably too long a break. However, I have to be honest and say that I am constantly confused by which of his novels I’ve read! ...more

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Dec 13, 2009 Dan rated it really liked it · review of another edition

Shelves: z-2009-reads, borrowed, literature, in-translation

I have only read one other book by Murakami this year (the running memoir) which might be part of the reason I liked this one as much as I did (the last two years I have overdosed on Murakami). Sputnik Sweetheart starts of in a rather ordinary way, steering clear of the mystical dreamlike that are often present throughout his novels. A little over halfway through the story begins to pick up pace and the story becomes more Murakami-esque. While this novel isn't as good as Kafka or the Windup Bird ...more

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Aug 29, 2008 Angela rated it really liked it

Not as impresive as ”Dance dance dance”, but good. I felt love reading it...love in every page, in every detail, in every aspect of the ”uncommon” life of Murakami*s characters!
In some moments I saw myself in a mirror...( I know it sounds a bit unreal, but it is true...Sumire is searching...and so do I...)

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Dec 22, 2007 Deodand rated it really liked it

Shelves: asia, fiction

Murakami has a talent for saying in five words what another author would say in 50. This story is very simple, but I think this is one of those ones you could read three times three ways.

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