Haruki Murakami’s IQ84 Reviewed

WSJ reviews IQ84 by Haruki Murakami. I can’t think of a writer that a person of our generation might care about as much as he. His books haven’t all been made into huge block buster movies. There’s some arty ones, or at least one arty one, but for the most part, they haven’t worked out. Perhaps his novels are ones that can’t be made into film because they are created for the written experience. Murakami’s words are ones that are meant to be read, not said or visualized since the prose is special (at least to many). It’s what makes him popular and what makes his books sell even when they’re behemoths. It’ll take a special mind to make it all work on screen, but for now, a near 1000 page book is something you have to work through and endure as much as enjoy. Therefore, here’s a review of the book and it’s not by me. The illustration shows some age rather than the same old press photo that’s been used for a decade. He’s a special character and as much as he’s intriguing, he’s also a dinosaur in a way. A symbol. A person who isn’t the public rock star that he could be. A guy who stands out for his actual writing, rather than what he says publicly. While writing seems like it’s gone way of photography – digital cameras and blogs changing the face of what’s pro vs not pro, Haruki Murakami still stands up.