Chapter 12 Haruki Murakami, Shunji Iwai

"Even today, after eighteen years of vicissitudes, I can still vividly remember the scenery of that piece of grassland. Days of warm drizzle washed away the dust of summer. Pieces of hillsides piled up with verdant green, and weeds with ears Undulating under the golden October wind, the winding thin clouds cling to the blue sky as if frozen." This section of Murakami has always been considered by me to be the most beautiful description of youthful memories.Adolescence - no matter how many years later, when lying on the clean blue sky and green grass, you can breathe the warm sunshine taste, even those "can make people bend down in pain" "Sorrow" is how I jumped into this world facing the spring.Those who understand Murakami's works generally have no difficulty in understanding Shunji Iwai's films.In "Everything About Lily Zhou", a movie that tells such a cruel youth story, Shunji Iwai always fills her with such a delicate and melancholy boy in a white shirt standing in a soft green field, and a dreamlike funeral in the sunset These heart-wrenching beauties make people immersed in the cleanliness of the endless snow and the falling cherry blossoms. Even such a desperate "Dream Traveler" seems to be walking on a road covered with roses.In Murakami and Iwai, adolescence is a theme, a color, a taste, and it is also suffocating.

For youth, what Haruki Murakami and Shunji Iwai do is not to hide, not to show, but to express, like impressionist paintings, without a clear theme, without a complete story, seemingly fragmented images and sentences, But it formed an extremely strong psychological impact, just like that kind of unspeakable love, pure and beautiful, just like the cherry blossom philosophy that leaves no trace and cruelty in Japan, the shortest flowering period, withering at the most beautiful time, this is Haruki Murakami and Haruki Murakami. Iwai Shunji's youth.Just like the boy Yuichi in "Everything About Lily Zhou" who is wearing a white shirt and standing in the endless rice field, the wind blows gently behind him, and the green seedlings flow quietly under his feet. At that moment, his heart is gone. , The taste of youth is swimming in the wind.So, those things that seem to be called years slip through our fingers.

Many times, when I watched it, I couldn't help but think of it, and when I watched the hazy and beautiful love of young people in "Fireworks", I couldn't help but think of the true love that Murakami himself told: "It is like a boyhood dream, a kind that has never been realized. And a longing that will never come true. This burning, innocent longing, I have forgotten somewhere long ago, and for a long time I have not even remembered that it has ever existed in my heart. " The literature of Haruki Murakami is not the kind of literature that is respected by experts; and Shunji Iwai's films are also excluded by many people from art films.But we like their works, like their unstoppable desire for youth and a persistent complex, and the way they release and entangle all their admiration for youth in the complex of life.For, in that, we can find ourselves.

In their works, we see our paranoid reluctance to youth, just like the circle drawn by Haruki Murakami meaningfully in the novel, Watanabe's love for Naoko is a perfect dream that can never be realized, Naoko The love once was perfect like a dream, it was the so-called "true love" by Murakami, but it passed away so inexplicably, so fast that people doubted whether it really existed, and the center of the circle is the complex of worshiping youth, although this kind of The complex may have always come from the obsession after a great regret. Just like the fireworks show that I missed because of a bet in Shunji Iwai's movie "Fireworks" and the love affair that the teenager missed because of a careless turning around during the swimming competition, they all turned into the most beautiful.Of course, in their world, we don't just feel the regretful wounds of the past. They also make us feel pain, emptiness, and even despair.You can't say that they are gray in themselves, but you can clearly feel that they are pointing to some kind of gray.Undoubtedly, it is this gray that constitutes the dark side of our lives.Therefore, we are often brought into this gray state from the very beginning of their stories, because the stories they tell arouse deep resonance in us and continue to move us.The touch comes from themselves, and it will undoubtedly touch all the people in the world today who like to think seriously about life.

Their gaze often stays at an angle parallel to the characters.They never serve as prophets of destiny or gods in control.In their stories, the hearts of the characters are so complicated and tense, but the narration is so smooth and free, making you feel that you are breathing with the characters.They are often not telling you a story, asking you questions, questioning your happiness or your nothingness with a softness that is often deep.Therefore, we can always experience a very realistic process of common confusion and resolution. Some people complain that they are too fond of showing us the unreal world, such as the strange stories described by Haruki Murakami and the extremes expressed in Shunji Iwai's "The Bound of Love" and "Dream Traveler".People have tried to compare the unrealistic characters and plots in their works with the unrealistic content in the works of Kafka and others and pursue their symbolic meaning, but it is actually meaningless.All these unrealistic designs are just to let reality expose those aspects that cannot be felt by our subjective experience. At the same time, unrealistic things also show the lack and regret of reality.And all of this, conveyed to us, is not only a kind of inner regret, loneliness, pain, emptiness, but also a kind of persistent emotion, and it is this emotion that deeply affects us post-adolescents. diseased patients, thereby arousing a deep resonance within us, and constantly moving us.

In our generation, there are many post-pubertal syndrome patients.Perhaps the times have endowed too much fragility and loneliness. When we are fragile and sensitive, we like to hide ourselves in an unknown corner, where we sing, smile, and cry softly. people know.Therefore, both Haruki Murakami and Shunji Iwai have become a place where we store our feelings and find our identity.Who of us today has not seen the blue sky but felt it was a depressing gray? And at this time, for us, Haruki Murakami and Shunji Iwai are just an outlet for our hearts, a kind of sustenance for growing pains, an excuse for inner emptiness and painful doubts.