BOOK REVIEW: Killing Commendatore by Haruki Murakami
If you are looking for a Japanese version of E.L. James' Fifty Shades of Grey with a heaping spoonful of Stephen King's horror (also Japanese-inspired), you are reading the correct novel that has enthralled millions of readers around the globe.
Being a translated novel, it has none of the mock-ups in sentence structure that curses most any works of translation.
When a portrait painter is abandoned by his wife, he secludes himself in the mountain home of a world-famous artist. One day, the young painter hears a noise from the attic, and upon investigation, he discovers a previously unseen painting.
By unearthing this hidden work of art, he unintentionally open a circle of mysterious circumstances; and to close it, he must undertake a perilous journey into a netherworld that only the author could conjure.
This book is a tour de force of love and loneliness, war and art from one of our greatest writers. This book has a love-hate relationship among fellow readers, both for its almost obscene love scenes as well as the abundant use of metaphors and figures of speech.
If you want to have a sharp breath of air in your reading spectrum, this book will be a welcome addition in your bookshelves.
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