Mini Book Review | Killing Commendatore by Haruki Murakami
Killing Commendatore by Haruki Murakami
It took me 4 months to finish this book. Not gonna lie, but, reading Killing Commendatore was a gruelling task. Though my words would seem like I was frustrated reading it, in reality, I was bewildered the whole time and was a tad bit too excited to endeavour the book.
Murakami's most recent work involves the same 'Murakami Magic' that we are familiar with. While his previous books are filled with metaphors, Murakami actually brought 'metaphor' as a living entity in Killing Commendatore. And not just 'Metaphors', but 'Ideas' and 'Double Metaphors' as well. I'm still amazed how Murakami manages to spin his magical realism in his novels and still more amazed how he comes up with his story ideas.
In Killing Commendatore, a famous portrait painter from Tokyo, abandoned by his wife, ends up living in the house of an illustrious painter named Tomohiko Amada. Amada's huge house is as mysterious as the painter himself. The once-decorated painter - Amada - has a painful past hidden in Vienna during the world war. When our unnamed protagonist finds a painting of Amada hidden carefully in the attic of the house, secrets are unfold and mysterious entities must be confronted. A bell rings every night, a pit near the house holds the secret to the past and a rich businessman is in search of his daughter. Our Tokyo painter must encounter all of these to bring things back to normal.
This particular Murakami book is 650+ pages long and I felt that what could have been done in 400 something pages was dragged a wee bit long. Nevertheless, it has all the essence of a Murakami book - secret past, weird sexual fantasies, a huge load of philosophy, mysterious entities coming to life and animals, obviously. All in all, Killing Commendatore, has a good story that unravels to surprise you after every page, and peculiar characters that might charm you.