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Showing posts with label Haruki Murakami. Show all posts
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Friday, July 19, 2024

Book Review: Haruki Murakami : Manga Stories

 reviewed by Jon Holt

Haruki Murakami. Adapted by Jean-Christophe Deveney and illustrated by PMGL. Haruki Murakami: Manga Stories. New York: Tuttle, 2023.  144 pp.  $19.99. ISBN 9784805317648. https://www.tuttlepublishing.com/japan/haruki-murakami-manga-stories-1-9784805317648

            In the past two decades in Japan, there has been much effort to adapt classic literary works into manga for Japanese audiences.  Many simply fall flat.  This is true in the West as it is in Japan.  Gems like Robert Crumb’s adaptation of Kafka or Genesis appear far and few between.  The scale is even worse in Japan. For one such as Taniguchi Jirō Summit of the Gods, there will be ten more manga versions of novels that are so bad, so poorly conceived, so unskillfully rendered that one can only imagine this latter group was simply made for cheap profit.  To render literary greatness into visual-storytelling greatness may not be the main consideration for publishers.  In Japan today, much as it was one hundred years ago, publishers put out classic world literature in translations that Japanese adults and children could enjoy. There has been and still is a hunger by readers to experience, in a digestible form, manga that captures some of the parent work’s literary greatness.  Manga is an easy vehicle for that.  The worst of such series in Japan undoubtedly have to be those by East Press in their “Break-thru Reading” (Dokuha) series, where uncredited artists adapted into cheap 200 yen mini-paperbacks canonical works, such as Marx’s Capital, Natsume Sōseki’s Kokoro, Miyazawa Kenji’s Night on the Milky Way Railway (Ginga tetsudō no yoru), Tolstoy’s Anna Karenna, and even haiku poet Masaoka Shiki’s My Six Foot Sickbed.[1]  A proud owner of these books I am not, but, as a professor of both Japanese literature and manga, one must try to know what is going on in one’s field.  I was surprised to see Tuttle Publishing, a major publisher of Japanese literary works in translation for decades, channel their energies into translating and adapting classic and important Japanese writers into manga.  I turn my attention to their recent manga adaptation of four short stories by the world-famous and almost-Nobel-Prize-winner Murakami Haruki.  I am sad to report that Murakami Haruki: Manga Stories is a dismal work of illustration and comic-book adaptation that is headed for the trash bin.

            I can understand why Tuttle would try their hand at manga adaptations, especially of a celebrated writer like Murakami, who has a huge following in Japan as well as in most countries across the globe.  Adapted by Jean-Christophe Deveney probably first into French and illustrated by PMGL, these short stories are bound in a beautiful, solid hardcover of about 150 pages for $19.99.  Given that a short story collection by Murakami retails for about the same price, it might seem a sensible price point set by Tuttle.  However, there is little inside to justify the price let alone this effort in “manga form” (back cover blurb).  Why not just buy the master’s short story collections in English, like after the quake or Birthday Stories (both from Vintage International)?  The magic of “closure” actually would be experienced more in English translation by Jay Rubin instead of the poor, uninspired translatorese by Deveney.  The images are an insult to the imaginative power that lurks in Murakami’s well-crafted short stories.

            Illustrated by PMGL (a.k.a., Koffi Gnato), these stories were published each separately in Japan in a booklet format as part of a series entitled Murakami Haruki: 9 Stories (Switch Publishing) from 2017 to 2021.  Each of the “9 Stories” sold for approximately 1700 yen (or something like $15-$20 at the time), so Tuttle’s collecting four of the stories into this format for $19.99 is something of a steal for Murakami fanatics who have might have been tempted to buy the originals from Japanese booksellers, like amazon.co.jp.  In France, Delcourt collected all nine Deveney-PMGL adaptations in one volume (Murakami: Le septième homme et autres récits, 2021) for a reasonable price, like Tuttle.  For our English-language version, Tuttle published four stories in one volume, featuring “The Seventh Man” (2020), “Where I’m Likely to Find It” (2019), “Birthday Girl” (2018), and “Super-Frog Saves Tokyo” (2017).  Tuttle will collect the remaining five stories of the nine in two separate follow-up volumes. Volume 2, with the stories “The Second Bakery Attack,” “Samsa in Love,” and “Thailand” was published this past spring.

            Anyone who has read Murakami before will recognize “Super-Frog Saves Tokyo,” which is the first story in the collection.  In the after the quake collection (2002 in English; originally published in Japanese in 2000 with the title Kami no kodomo-tachi wa mina odoru [All God’s Children Can Dance]),[2] this story is perhaps the most central of the six as they all in some way touch on the Kobe Earthquake of 1995 that devastated this major metropolitan area in central Japan.  Murakami’s after the quake stories show a battered, traumatized Japanese populace—no one really goes unaffected by the natural disaster—but he also presents a snapshot of Japanese at their most callous, most uninterested, and most disconnected time in the twentieth century. The characters are all essentially empty shells walking around their lives’ empty boxes (an important motif across all the tales).  It is one of Murakami’s greatest and most focused efforts to capture the Japanese people and their culture instead of his typical (and forte) tendency to show the world from the perspective of a largely inarticulate male first-person boku character, who usually is a stand-in for Murakami.  “Super-Frog” as a story is thus quite interesting because it traces a strange encounter that a washed-up and older schlub, a boring bank collections manager, has with a giant frog who appears in his apartment one evening and asks for his cooperation to stop a giant subterranean Worm from unleashing a giant earthquake upon Tokyo.  More than the magical fantasy element so common in many of Murakami’s works, this post-middle-aged bank representative is a portrait not of the artist but of the greater people of Tokyo, “people like you” (p. 20).  “Super-Frog” is a special Murakami story because the author turned his lens on regular Japanese in the 1990s, sympathizing with them:  even though such “ordinary people” like the protagonist Katagiri might be completely hum-drum, “no good at sports,” “tone-deaf,” “losing their hair,” and bad in the sack (p. 16), Frog (and by extension Murakami) praises them for being “trustworthy,” “quietly responsible,” never showing any hesitation to “enter the lion’s den” that shows their “courage [which] can only inspire respect!” (p. 15)—even though they may know nothing of the greatness of Anna Karenna.  In a strange Murakami-esque twist, the Super-Frog turns to the Japanese Everyman to stave off another disaster that would kill thousands and further demoralize the downtrodden public.  How should this genius story, which is all at once humorous, incredible, and inspiring, be visualized in comic form?  That I cannot say, but I found Deveney and PMGL’s handling of both the imagery and the panel layouts to be extremely uninspired.  Their “Super Frog” manga is representative of their overall failure to translate Murakami into a visual medium.  This is not “manga Murakami.”  It is illustrated-book Murakami.  As if anyone really needed such a thing.

            Across their twenty-page story, most panels are simply talking heads.  PMGL takes a combined realistic and exaggerated style to portray the two main characters.  Katagiri is drawn with warts and all:  his widow’s peak, his bald patches, his wrinkly face all show a kind of specificity that clearly places him past “middle age.”  The artist is capable of animating that face with exaggerated expressions to enhance more feeling into the otherwise dry dialogue script.  Frog, for his part, is drawn usually in a hard, heavily realistic manner.  The art looks like it is done with watercolors at times. Frog is given a naturalistic depiction in colors (not all Manga Stories are done in color).  It is clear that PMGL loves to draw and paint frogs.  Occasionally, Frog is given a more iconic and cartoony treatment when he howls with laughter or just acting more like a human than a frog.  This sway between what Scott McCloud would call the scale of reality and icon is what begins to destabilize this adaptation of Murakami’s story.  The reader of the manga, unlike the prose story, is forced to think this actually is real, after all.  In the original Murakami story, the reader instead can continually forestall any closure on deciding if the events in the story are real, a dream, a metaphor for the shattered Bubble-Economy Japan, and so on.  Why must be decide one way or the other? Deveney, PMGL, and Tuttle force us to see things with only one poor possibility.

 


            Another problem that the storytellers have with their original material is the way that they lay out the panels.  None of their panel transitions or page layouts is all that inspired (see pp. 10-11, Figure 1).  Most panels simply vacillate between one talking head to the next.  This is not comics as much as it is storyboarding for an anime short series.  All the panels really do is show that “Katagiri said” and then “Frog said” (markers which are almost never present in the original Murakami).  Truth be told, one must keep in mind that Murakami’s story really only consists of two characters talking to each other; asking and answering questions; recounting events for the listener to visualize.  In other words, nothing actually happens in the original story.  That is why it is a bit of a headscratcher for me why they chose to render this piece into “manga form.”  It has a charming frog character that must be fun to draw for PMGL.  Perhaps that’s why.

            Another cause for headscratching is the choice to have the onomatopoeia in the original Japanese (written in Romanization) by Misato Morita.  In fact, these sound effects are not in the Murakami story and were creatively added as “original onomatopoeia” by Morita.  How an Anglophone reader is supposed to make sense of “GERO GERO” and “JIRI JIRI” is beyond my comprehension as a Japanese language teacher.  I suspect that Delcourt and Tuttle believed that readers can automatically grasp these nuanced comic-book words by osmosis.  No one in the post-pandemic world apparently needs to study Japanese anymore—it’s all intuited.

All that being said, in “Super-Frog,” there were a few chances for the creative team to employ some interesting layouts, but with this, too, those opportunities go wasted at their hands.  For example, when Frog paints a horrific picture of all the kind of devastation that could result from Worm’s triggering the next Great Tokyo Earthquake, Murakami lists all the kinds of causalities, infrastructure damage, vain attempts to rescue and save the victims.  In the manga story, PMGT uses nearly all of one page in six “scene-to-scene” panel transitions (to borrow McCloud’s concept) that are truly sad—not because of the graphic depiction of human suffering, but because of the artist’s limited imagination.  Human suffering and devastation are implied by proxy.  A panel with a hand reaching up out of the ground next to a tennis shoe and a doll does not convey the horror of Worm.  Likewise, a perpendicular slab of concrete splitting a sedan into two in the next panel is symbolic of the kind of widespread destruction to property, but that seems to be all the devastation the artist could muster himself to draw.  With the stakes visualized thus for both the reader and for Katagiri, it is hard to fathom why Katagiri, in the next panel on the following page, is so impacted and reacts with such silence.  The visual setup is poor, so the payoff is poor.  Further proof of the artist’s failure to take advantage of the comic form and the power of illustration is seen on the following page (p. 14), where PMGL attempts to convey the horror of Worm in a splash page that fails because of the murky tones that make it really impossible to see Worm.  Admittedly, Murakami describes him as “having no mouth or anus,” so it might be really impossible to make heads or tails of this mythical creature, but PMGL’s attempt just confuses the reader:  are we supposed to see something that isn’t really there?  One would expect a greater creative payoff from the artist who dedicates a full page to the villain of the story.  In conclusion, given the original story itself almost seems to resist adaptation because of its talky pacing and unclear descriptions, the creative team really painted themselves into a corner by taking on a story like this, which ultimately depends on a large imaginative contribution from its reader.  However, good manga shouldn’t be like that.  Good manga can make use of quiet or simply non-verbal scenes to convey mood or feeling (I know I sound like a hardcore McCloudian here).  But Deveney and PMGL’s manga trades nuance and suggestion of the original for verbal noise and overwrought visualizations.

In fact, all four stories in the tome are guilty of these sins.  Having read the original stories, I can attest that the other three fail to capture the brilliance of Murakami’s fiction.  In another after the quake story, “Honey Pie,” who does feature a Murakami-esque male writer character, that first-person narrator-character decides to change his style and focus, wanting instead to “write about people who dream and wait of the night to end, who long for the light so they can hold the ones they love.”[3] No one reading Tuttle’s Manga Stories would feel that kind of Murakami magic from this sham of a manga.  Manga Stories is, at best, a coffee-table book one puts out to catch the eye of guests at a party to desperately show off one’s literary taste.

 


[1] For a discussion of the failures of East Press and their adaptation of Shiki’s My Six-Foot Sickbed, see my “Literature Short on Time” in Routledge Handbook of Modern Japanese Literature, edited by Rachael Hutchinson and Leith Morton, (Routledge, 2016), 26-41.

[2] For the English-language collection of these stories, Murakami insisted that the title appear entirely in lowercase.

[3] Haruki Murakami , after the quake, trans. Jay Rubin, (New York: Vintage International, 2002), 147.