Haruki Murakami
A Wild Sheep Chase
Haruki Murakami seems like a regular guy.
From the outside, he appears to be a
model of discipline and restraint—regular
and strenuous exercise, many hours in a
workmanlike fashion spent at his desk
writing or translating, a jazz-lover when
not working, as well as a spell of some
years teaching in America. But open one
of his books and a very different person
emerges; although one who appears at
first to come from the modern,
comfortable, globalised world Murakami
inhabits.
He was born in 1949 in Kyoto,
although much of his childhood was spent
in Kobe. Both his parents were teachers of
Japanese literature, but he found himself
much more attracted to European and
American art, especially the written word
and music. At university in Waseda, he
majored in cinema and theatre studies,
and his love of jazz inspired his first profession—running a jazz bar called Peter
Cat in Tokyo. Having decided initially that
he did not have the necessary skills to
write a novel, an epiphany of sorts at a
baseball match changed his mind and his
life. His first novels developed a cult
following in Japan, but his growing
audience ballooned in the mid-80s and
saw Murakami’s elevation to something
approaching pop-star status. His
discomfort at this attention sent him
travelling, and he would later spend some
years in the United States at Princeton and
Tufts universities. His relationship with
Japan—always rather uneasy—changed
somewhat after the Kobe earthquake and
the underground poison attacks of 1995,
when he felt himself drawn back to
examine the nature of the people affected
by the tragedies.
Now he lives in a suburb of Tokyo, an
extremely successful writer, following a fairly set routine of work and exercise. But
when he writes, he is unsure what is going
to happen, and the stories follow a path
he cannot predict. For all the conformity of
the outside appearance, there are
unpredictable forces at work inside. It is
the apparent freedom to allow his
imagination to take over, rather than
follow a predetermined path, that gives so
much of Murakami’s fiction its dreamlike
quality. As he says: ‘I like stories of
abnormal things happening to normal
people’, and the Everyman nature of the
narrators is a common feature of his
novels. While we might at first feel at
home with the central protagonist, it
won’t be long before he is visited by
events and characters so bizarre that they
seem other-worldly. And yet, as in dreams,
the appearance of these events or
characters is never questioned by the
modern, real, very much flesh-and-blood
creations with whom we feel so at ease.
A Wild Sheep Chase begins like a
conventional thriller, almost a parody of
the American style, with a seemingly hardboiled
narrator reporting dispassionately
about himself and the death of an ex. But
this narrator is Japanese, for a start; he is a recently divorced copywriter who arranges
a date with someone because he has,
essentially, fallen for her ears. After that, it
begins to get very strange indeed, as
Murakami allows his story to develop with
that imaginative freedom. There is a
sheep-crazed professor; a strange and
powerful (though profoundly shady)
organisation; a chance picture of great
significance; a runaway friend;
coincidences and sixth-sense; voices of the
past—and a sheep-man. It is by no means
without humour.
There is something slightly surreal
about the place of the book in Murakami’s
work. Technically, it is the third part of a
trilogy, but Murakami felt uncomfortable
about having the two earlier volumes
translated, thinking they were ‘weak’, and
happily A Wild Sheep Chase stands
independent of its forebears. However,
there is also a sequel (Dance, Dance,
Dance), making Sheep Chase the third part
of a tetralogy—but this fourth book is not
seen as part of the sequence, making
Sheep Chase a stand-alone third part of a
four-part trilogy. Readers of Douglas
Adams’ work might feel at home here. But
the book was a turning-point for Murakami personally and artistically. In it,
for the first time, he felt a joy at the feeling
of telling a story and letting it flow from
him, however strange and unreal it may
be.
However, the surreality or absurdity of
Murakami’s work is more than just
dreaminess. There is a melancholia
underpinning his narrators, as well as a
pervading sense of loss or uncertainty. It
may be this that makes Murakami’s work
so popular throughout the West as well as
in Japan; that and his unapologetic
acceptance of global contemporary
culture. These two elements combine to
give his characters a voice that is as
recognisable in London, Wellington, New
York and Seoul as it is in Tokyo itself, and
is one reason why his work seems at odds
with the traditions of the Japanese
literature that Murakami’s parents taught.
Although there are strong elements of
myth and fairy-tale in his stories,
something else that contributes to their
broad appeal, there is also the potential
for symbolism. Murakami himself is
uncomfortable with that idea, thinking it
rather limiting; but it need not be specific
to be effective. What is the symbol of a giant in a panto other than something that
needs to be conquered to allow people to
live peacefully and happily? Similarly, while
the sheep in A Wild Sheep Chase may not
stand for anything in particular, the fact
that it inspires philosophical discourses on
the role of the individual in society, or the
power of governments and the media, or
the success of organisation versus chaos,
means it is more than just a sheep, and
therefore something the reader can chase
in her or his own head.
Murakami rarely offers complete
answers to any of the questions his books
raise. Maybe that is what makes him so
popular. Perhaps what his extraordinary
number of readers want is someone who
can express their sense of inexplicable
alienation in a prosperous world; and if he
can do it with a narrative that excites and
intrigues, so much the better. Murakami
draws from his own dream-world and
internal life a place where others who
share his uncertainties can feel at home.
Notes by Roy McMillan