One of the fascinating things about my 1,001 Books challenge
is the sheer variety of writing styles and themes that the members of the list
display and, in particular, the contrasts that are constantly being thrown up
even with the random selection approach I am taking to book choice within the
list.
An Artist of the
Floating World and my last review, Blood
Meridian, demonstrate this perfectly.
The latter is a full-blooded, Hieronymous Bosch-like portrayal of violence
with a writing style that almost has a physical presence, so solid is it. The former could not be more different, both
in subject matter and style, being a graceful and subtle examination of perspective and belief.
Masuji Ono is an elderly artist, living in an unnamed city
in Japan in the years immediately following its unconditional surrender and
near destruction in World War II. Ono is
a widower but has two daughters and a spirited grandson, on whom he dotes. He appears to have been a well-known and
celebrated figure in Japan’s artistic world prior to the end of the world. Indeed, the first thing Ono tells us, the
reader, is that he lives in a house that he could not have afforded, were it
not for the fact that he had won an “auction of prestige” to buy the house at
an affordable price.
Ono’s chief concern in the book is to arrange the marriage of
his younger daughter, Noriko. A marriage
had been arranged some time before the beginning of the novel but this had
fallen through as, according to Ono, the prospective groom’s parents had felt
themselves socially beneath Ono and his family.
But, as the story begins to unfold, the dissonances start to appear and
a very different picture emerges.
Ishiguro lets us see things solely through the eyes and mind
of Ono and it is only in the actions of the other characters that Ono’s
perspective is questioned and the truth is revealed. Having set us up to believe that Ono is some
kind of artistic lion and a person to be reckoned with in society, Ishiguro
then starts to drip feed an alternative view into the story. Ono, it becomes apparent, is, even by his own
words, an unreliable witness to his own life. Indeed, at times, Ono himself adverts to this by admitting uncertainty about his own memories.
The novel flips back and forth from scenes of Ono’s personal
history to his current life. Having
started as a young artist of promise, he is accepted as a pupil by one of the
city’s foremost artists, who specialises in creating images of “the floating
world” of artists, geishas and pleasure seekers. Ono eventually moves away from this school and
becomes a propagandist for Japan’s militaristic establishment.
At the end of the war, much of Japanese society went through
a kind of psychological disintegration as the philosophy of superiority that
had been at the heart of Japan’s aggressive imperialism was shown to be
patently untrue. Some of the older generation,
taking responsibility for leading Japan to defeat, committed suicide, whilst
others, like Ono, simply refused to accept any responsibility or that there had
been anything wrong in their beliefs and actions. A kind of unqualified acceptance of the
American victors and their culture also took root amongst many, especially the
young. In the novel, we see this in the
views of Taro, Ono’s son-in-law and in the imitations of Popeye and the Lone
Ranger by Ichiro, his grandson.
As the novel progresses, we see that Ono is not the
respected figure he believes himself to be but is in fact a pariah, one of the
old generation responsible for Japan’s defeat, a social undesirable. In the concern his daughters have about Noriko’s
potential engagement, Ono is actually a
potential stumbling block.
Ishiguro’s themes are the effects of defeat on the Japanese,
the changing nature of the relationship between the generations and the unreliability
of memory. His writing is elegant and
subtle, without getting to the level of obliqueness that some Japanese writers
seem to prefer.
His clever technique of allowing Ono to tell his story
whilst using the other characters and external events to show up the
self-delusion of Ono can be illustrated perfectly in one vignette where he
encounters an old protégé, Kuroda, who had spent much of the war in prison,
having been tortured for his political beliefs and is estranged from Ono. As they meet, Ono reflects that he had had
cause only to make some criticisms of Kuroda to the authorities so that they
could encourage him to mend his ways and that he hadn’t intended for Kuroda to be
punished. The truth, as Kuroda points
out, is that Ono had denounced Kuroda to the authorities which had led directly
to his imprisonment. Now, of course, in
the new Japan, Kuroda’s sufferings mean that he is seen as reliable and is on
the way up, in contrast to Ono.
As the novel progresses, Ono begins to realise that his
previous position and his association with the old ways may have an impact on
Noriko’s marriage negotiations and takes a decision to accept his
responsibility for the sufferings of Japan in the War. And it is here that Ishiguro plays his
ace. The family of Noriko's potential spouse find Ono's confession odd and it later transpires that the father, a local notable has no recollection of ever having met Ono by contrast to Ono's claims of a real acquaintance. It becomes clear that, not only is Ono deluding himself in
his belief that he is still a respected person and that his political views
were correct but, in fact, he was never as important
or as influential as he thinks.
Ishiguro gives us the image of the floating world of the
pleasure seekers but his picture of post-War Japan is also a floating world in
which beliefs shift and perspectives are altered. An
Artist of the Floating World is a subtle and ingenious novel that I
loved.
I've added this book to my to-read list. I've heard such good things about it and hope to give it a try at some point. I've also linked to your review on War Through the Generations.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your thoughts on this book. It sounds like it would be a great read.
ReplyDeleteIshiguro has been on my radar for awhile, as I've heard many good things about him. I'll have to make time for this. Somehow... :-)
-Jay
Anna - many thanks. It is an excellent read.
ReplyDeleteJay - I'd been meaning to read him for a long while and I'm glad I got round to it.