When in doubt, read Haruki Murakami.
Okay, let’s get straight into it and I’ll try to do this as spoiler-free as I possibly can. The novel was, as expected, really great. It contains seven stories of, well—men without women. Not literally though, there were female characters, but eventually as you read on, you will see why it’s called Men Without Women. These seven stories are entitled Drive My Car, Yesterday, An Independent Organ, Kino, Scheherazade, Samsa In Love, and the last one, I think, would be more interesting if you find out for yourself. I’m not sure if it will give you the same ‘wow’ effect but it turned out to be the main point of the story so I had a little eureka moment after reading it.
Dreams are the kinds of things you can—when you need to—borrow and lend out.
— Haruki Murakami
Men Without Women is a modern classic novel and has a serious but fascinating tone in it. It is so honest and straightforward that most of the lines will have you thinking that maybe the book was exclusively written for you; because honestly, most parts I was able to relate to and were able to properly describe particular emotions one would usually feel at certain points.
So technically, if you want to be able to read a book that seems like something that’s reading your inner thoughts and feelings, this book is definitely for you. Or if you’ve been feeling a little lost lately, I recommend this one (or any Murakami book, actually).
Now let’s rate this.
I gave this a four out of five rating on Goodreads. I don’t usually post reviews in there anymore since I decided to post them here instead but if you would like to see what books I have been reading, let’s be friends on the site!
Without fail, Murakami’s novels always gets me out of the most-dreaded reading slump. His stories has so much soul and truthfulness you’re going to want to rip your heart out and offer it to Murakami himself. But what I love the most about his writing is it reflects the reality of life. There’s love, there’s pain, there’s bankrputcy, there’s trust, there’s faith—basically everything. And just like any of his other books, Men Without Women has all of that substance in its stories.
Now, if I have successfully convinced you into read Men Without Women, here’s a fair warning: His novels are addictive. Really addictive. You’d want to read another Haruki Murakami novel after it. Have fun soul-searching.