In 1969 we were seventeen. We listened to the Beatles, the Stones, the Doors, the Velvet Underground, the Grateful Dead, Cream, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and Bob Dylan. We read Rimbaud, played guitars, smoked pot, fell in love, rebelled against the establishment, protested the war in Vietnam, barricaded our high school, and produced the first rock festival in our home town-a small city in a remote southwestern corner of Japan...
SIXTY-NINE is a roman ¨¤ clef about coming of age during a time that left its mark on baby boomers around the world-a time when we really believed we could change the world before it changed us. By turns hilarious, cynical, frivolous, and poignant, the book is infused from start to finish with Ryu Murakami's relentless energy and optimism; it simply refuses to get tedious, preachy, or "literary" for a single moment.
¸é²â¨± Murakami () is a Japanese novelist and filmmaker. He is not related to Haruki Murakami or Takashi Murakami.
Murakami's first work, the short novel Almost Transparent Blue, written while he was still a student, deals with promiscuity and drug use among disaffected Japanese youth. Critically acclaimed as a new style of literature, it won the newcomer's literature prize in 1976 despite some observers decrying it as decadent. Later the same year, Blue won the Akutagawa Prize, going on to become a best seller. In 1980, Murakami published the much longer novel Coin Locker Babies, again to critical acclaim.
Takashi Miike's feature film Audition (1999) was based on one of his novels. Murakami reportedly liked it so much he gave Miike his blessing to adapt Coin Locker Babies. The screen play was worked on by director Jordan Galland. However, Miike could not raise funding for the project. An adaptation directed by Michele Civetta is currently in production.
Murakami has played drums for a rock group called Coelacanth and hosted a TV talk show.
¡±With a hundred and fifty yen I could have had a bowl of noodles, milk, a curried bun, a melon roll, and a jelly doughnut. But I always made do with one bun--no milk--and saved the rest of my money to spend on books by Sartre, Genet, Celine, Camus, Bataille, Anatole France, and Kenzaburo Oe.
In a pig¡¯s ass.
What I really needed the cash for was to go to coffee shops and discos where I could hit up on loose chicks from Junwa Girls High, a school with a FOX RATIO of over twenty percent.¡±
I laughed out loud when I read the passage above. Ryu Murakami set me up nicely. The saliva was increasing in my mouth just thinking about spending the rest of the novel with a character that loved the writers on that list. We soon learn our narrator knows what he should know about, like even being able to list prestigious authors like these, but doesn¡¯t really know their books. He gives this inspiring speech about the films of Godard, but we learn that he has never seen a Godard film. His gift is the ability to stretch his thin knowledge into something that sounds like he is an expert. His name is Kensuke Yazaki, and people call him Kensuke, Ken-san, Ken-chan, Ken-yan, Ken-bo, and Ken-Ken. It is a constant battle for him to get people to just call him Ken.
He might be slightly ahead of the curve on the one name designation, like Picasso, or Sting, or Plato.
He is really just trying to get laid. It¡¯s 1969, the summer of love, and love of any form has totally eluded him. He comes up with a scheme for a summer festival, to make money, but also to convince the most beautiful girl in the school, Hiroko Nagato, to be a part of it. He has a Scooby gang. Adama is the smartest member of the group who quickly determines that Ken is not only selfish but willing to do anything to get what he wants. ¡±Yeah, but listen, Adama, maybe it¡¯s because there¡¯s people like me that the human race has progressed this far.¡±
Ken sparks a minor rebellion at the school that quickly gets out of hand. He really is just doing it for attention rather than for some higher ideal, but he soon finds himself the poster child of a troubled youth. The more trouble Ken finds himself in, the more Hiroko seems interested in him. Thus, he is learning an important rule of seduction and being seduced...girls kinda dig bad boys.
This novel is somewhat autobiographical, and it certainly has that feel of nonfiction/fiction fusion. The unreliable narrator is great. The humor is unexpected and hip. Music plays a huge part with this group of kids like it does with any generation. You can be poor or rich, but everyone has access to a radio, making music something that anyone can make a connection with. They share albums. They sit around together listening to music, defining their lives by the lyrics.
I kept expecting the novelist, Ryu Murakami, to show up with a splash of gore or with some graphic description of an unusual sex act, but he shows untypical restraint. I talked to some of my friends who have read this book, many years ago, and they described it as haunting. Maybe it is the coming of age aspect of the book. Maybe it is the way it reminds us of who we were at that time in our lives and the friends who used to have so much influence on our lives then who are no longer in our lives. I like lines like this: ¡±In the end, what really mattered to her was, as she herself put it, ¡®living life like the sound of Brian Jones¡¯s harpsichord.¡¯¡±
I can dig that.
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When it comes to dizzying collections of words, Ryu Murakami has long been the writer most likely to make me wretch with glee. He's a Level 3 sensory offender, twiddling away at a reader's gag reflex just because he can. There is a scene in his novel "In The Miso Soup," (my favorite) that is so engraved in my brain that it has almost become a permanent ear worm. The depravity and desperation of "Almost Transparent Blue" have stuck with me for more than a decade. His novel "Coin Locker Babies" opens with such a shocking sentence that it's a wonder anyone makes it to Page 2 -- unfortunately.
But with "69," his roman a clef about a posse of restless, political, literary, music-loving teens noodling away at Simon & Garfunkle's greatest hits on a guitar and talkin' about a revolution, Murakami takes his best tool and hides it in a garage for the duration of the novel.
This is to say, I didn't almost barf once.
Kensuke Yazaki is a trouble-maker, the only son of school teachers, a Pisces, an egomaniac. A romantic reading Rimbaud. He's inspired by the political movements around him, and sets out to create his own. Shake things up at his school, which he sees a mindless farm that churns out person after identical person. He borrows blue prints from pre-existing movements and organizes a faction of students to help him make statements: On one occasion they set up a barricade at the school, paint naughty graffiti all over the walls, coax a timid hanger-on to release an epic dump on the principal's desk. This is part of a greater project: The Morning Erection Festival, during which he will show an original film starring some of the local high school hotties.
Much of this is to get the attention of a girl in his class, whom he refers to as "Lady Jane." And, readers, she falls for it.
This book is to cute, what "In the Miso Soup" is to chilling. (Some people like to attach a "Catcher in the Rye"-like quantifier to it which is a bit of a stretch). In its best moments, Kensuke is 100 percent false bravado, quaking at the puckered lips in front of him. The last 10 pages are pretty adorable, surprisingly.
I imagine that if ¸é²â¨± and Haruki were classmates in high school, silly Haruki will be the sidekick of smartass ¸é²â¨±. ¸é²â¨± will be the bully who will initiate Haruki to Rimbaud and rock music and Camus. And the disciple Haruki will suck it all in and intellectually surpass the impulsive ¸é²â¨±. But ¸é²â¨± will not care so much. He already had a streak of enfant terribleness in him. I¡¯m kind of describing the plot here.
The similarities between the two Murakamis are obvious, at least with Haruki¡¯s early books and this one of ¸é²â¨±¡¯s. They both have written angsty novels. That is to say, silly coming-of-age stories. They both mention a lot of songs in their texts. As if by mere mention of the songs' title, you hear the soundtrack playing. I like 69 very much. Its humor is loud funny, constantly bluffing, un-literary. It¡¯s not overdone. Haruki¡¯s humor, for his part, is serious and delivered with a straight face. Haruki is deadpan. The kind of joke that's not spontaneous but can also be rewarding if you're into it. I'll read more of both.
This book is published by Kodansha. Kodansha books have nice covers and are so prettily bound they resemble yummy candies with chewy covers. The jacket over paperbacks: a good waste of trees.
She asked me if I had ever read 69 by Ryu Murakami, of course I hadn't but I didn't want her to know that. I did know of Haruki Murakami so I proudly made a remark comparing the two authors to sound smart, I bet nobody has ever made that connection I thought to myself, surely she will be impressed by this.
The author has created a Japanese Holden Caulfield of a hero whose escapades illuminate life out in the sticks of Kyushu, in 1969. The voice is great and the honesty of the self-serving character (he was only really interested in doing student barricades and protesting the Vietnam War to impress a girl and get his rocks off). My only criticism is that there isn't a great deal going on in the way of plot. So, I wasn't really surprised to read that it's a largely autobiographical novel. Good stuff, if not great.
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I originally read two of Ryu Murakami¡¯s books after buying them in a Roppongi (Tokyo) bookstore. Almost Transparent Blue (his first) and Coin Locker Babies are paperbacks that I have boxed in storage from those trips of the mid-90s. Much to my delight the same bookstore was still in business when I visited in December 2011, but a favorite bakery (pan-ya) and music shop have disappeared.
Although I¡¯ve know of it for many years, for some reason I never read 69 (or do not recall that I did). I don¡¯t even remember if I bought it and just never opened the pages. Like Almost Transparent Blue, it¡¯s not a long work but definitely reads easier and faster than the other two. Given the pseudo-autobiographical nature of his first novel, the reader assumes a lot of familiarity with the author. How much is true or invented is never quite told (unless it is in later author notes or blogs which I have not read).
69, on the other hand, is a more clearly autobiographical work with a more linear and digestible structure. The copy that I read had occasional words or phrases printed in a bold and larger font. I haven¡¯t gone back to see if they form a specific ¡°meta¡± phrase or sentence, but I will before returning it to the BPL.
Like his first novel, the existence of American troops in Japan is part of the story. While the number of military bases has been reduced in the past few decades, during his youth there were still significant numbers of troops due to the Korean and then Vietnamese Wars. (Today, there are still several bases on the island of Okinawa.)
The story takes place in Sasebo, Kyushu prefecture. I¡¯ve been to Kyushu (the southernmost main island), but to work in the area near Beppu. It¡¯s a very beautiful agricultural landscape with endless terraced fields and rice paddies (even in the heavy rains of June & July): it was and may still be the highest per-capital rice producer in Japan. I¡¯ve never been to his hometown or the other areas named in the book. Even the factory areas that I did go to were extremely picturesque and photogenic.
The action covers the eighteen months when the protagonist and his friends are mid-term Juniors thru Seniors. As in his other books, the story is very strong - immediately grabbing and holding your attention. This is achieved by language, structure, and pacing. (The language is of course carried through by the translator¡¯s efforts, as I read the English-language version.) His words are carefully chosen for their impact, but rush by as if in a flood. This makes the book a fast read (one day) while leaving strong images in the reader¡¯s mind.
There are many coming-of-age novels, but Muarakami¡¯s have been more powerful and longer-lasting. In the past year I have re-read Almost Transparent Blue and now read 69 and despite their age (37 and 26 years, respectively) they remain string and poignant tales. It is not the ground-breaking work that his earlier work was (or even Coin Locker Babies), but it deserves Four Stars (4.0). I hope you like it, too.
Note: ? ? If you have never read 69 (or any of this novels), I suggest starting with 69 and then reading Almost Transparent Blue saving Coin Locker Babies for after these two. Doing so may lessen the impact of the earlier work, but it will give you a sense of the author¡¯s style and creativity that may help you ride the more experimental work.
Bits: "Like most cigarette shops, this one was equipped with an old lady who you weren't quite sure was still alive."
"I asked Adama why the lighting in Japanese buildings was so bad, and he said it was because the Japanese were hopeless sex fiends."
"We all sighed. What could be more pathetic than a dried-up, saggy-assed, war widow PE teacher with two thousand five hundred yen in her wallet?"
"'Ken-san, it was you who wrote "To arms" on the library wall, wasn't it?' 'Yeah, that was me.' 'You got the kanji wrong.' 'Eh?' 'You used the one for "exams" instead of "arms". Everybody was talking about it. They said it couldn't have been a Northern student because if anybody here was that stupid, all they'd need to find out who did it would be a kanji test.'"
"You could hardly expect a seventeen-year-old kid who'd learned about Led Zeppelin and Jean Genet and doggy style to be happy about being stuck in a town like that."
"The class was English Grammar. The little gnome giving it was baring his gums as he read out sample sentences. His pronunciation was awful. It didn't sound like English at all; it was a language spoken and understood only in the teachers' rooms of high schools in provincial Japanese cities. I could imagine this guy in London - they'd think he was mumbling some inscrutable Oriental curse."
"The bus was nearly empty. Apart from gifted, sensitive Simon-and-Garfunkel fans like ourselves, the only people likely to go to the beach on Christmas Eve were broke, defeated families who, unable to make it through New Year's, had decided to kill themselves."
Ho un debole per i libri di Murakami Ryu, mi ¨¨ sempre piaciuto come scrive e anche i temi che tratta: le critiche alla societ¨¤ giapponese moderna e alle tradizioni scolastiche ma anche le descrizioni che fa della societ¨¤ giapponese nel periodo post guerra, specialmente nelle aree vicine alle basi militari americane. Rispetto ad altri suoi lavori bisogna ammettere che questo ¨¨ molto pi¨´ 'leggero' e decisamente molto divertente. Il protagonista spesso vorresti prenderlo a schiaffi ma ¨¨ sicuramente un personaggio!!!
the more mysoginistic, racist and predatory japanese version of holden caulfield. with the main character¡¯s selfishness and performative woke ¡°ideals¡± embraced in order to impress a girl (because what other mysoginistic narrative could be more widely used by writers that try so hard to make the reader empathise with their shitty, one-dimensional main character by using a ¡°bewildered¡± teenage boy as an alibi for justifying problematic behaviors towards women?) I couldn¡¯t find a single thing I liked about this story. not to comment on the fact that our 17 year old protagonist describes his sister¡¯s 6th grader friend as ¡°strangely sexy¡± and accounts his daydreaming of her ,,budding breasts¡±. just very problematic and shallow overall
This book concludes my 5 book marathon of Japanese authors. During this stretch I read two other books by Ryu Murakami and this one couldn't have been more different. There weren't any ice picks, murders, sex or graphic violence to be found in this book. Murakami shows that his talent does not lie solely in the violence and insanity of Piercing and In the Miso Soup.
It is a story of a boy's 17th year set in 1969. It is filled with the usual coming of age tropes but never comes off as stale and is brought to us from a Japanese perspective. It was heartfelt, entertaining and a worthwhile read. If you are interested in seeing the softer side of Ryu Murakami than this is the book for you.
Murakami (no relation to Wind-Up Bird author Haruki Murakami, by the way) is (or bloody well should be) best known in the west for writing the novel upon which Takashi Miike's most astounding film, Audition, is based. (It has recently been translated into English. Miike fans, rejoice.) He first came to the attention of the horror underground, though, with a book called Coin Locker Babies, which, as it turns out, is very difficult to find these days. In fact, I put in a request for it at the library and instead ended up with this odd, fun, rather beguiling little novel instead. ( is still, it seems, missing in action. I put in another request for it. We'll see what happens.)
Obviously autobiographical in nature (set in the town where Murakami was born, with a protagonist the same age he was at the time, etc.), but one wonders if any writer this side of Fannie Flagg is capable of writing himself with such a jaundiced eye. Ken Yazaki is seventeen in 1969, utterly bored with school (and horrified at the idea of going on to med school, which he has been studying for), grabbing every attempt he can to latch himself into the American-inspired underground culture, and the most unreliable narrator this side of the guy sitting next to you at the lunch counter telling you about the five-foot bass that got away. In order to facilitate getting laid, he and his best friend, Iwase, decide they want to put on an avant-garde festival (Americans old enough to remember the sixties, think "happening" here); music, film, drama, art, poetry, you name it. To this end, Ken ropes in a serious, diplomatic chap named Adama, and the three of them set out to start making music, film, drama, etc. Along the way, they get caught up in the protest of the Vietnam War, leading to an idea to blockade the school.
Most of the time, you just end up shaking your head and wondering what is going through this kid's mind. But as the novel progresses (and this could be used as a textbook for the writing 101 tenet that in order for a book to work, the lead character must change in some way), we get more insight into what's going on in Ken's head. Whether that's because he's discovering it himself or just more willing to reveal his thoughts is left to the reader to decide. As we get more insight into Ken, the book becomes better, so the first few chapters may drag some. Stick with it, this is fun stuff. The plot is just scatterbrained enough to work (and to his credit, once Murakami gets Ken onto one track, he does tend to hold it to its logical conclusion), the characters are engaging, and the book ends up being a lot of fun. Not your usual coming of age tale. ***
There are a trillion very concise (and very similar) summaries of Murakami's 69 so I'm going to skip all that and simply say This is a Fun, Fun Book That You Should Read. I was literally on the train laughing out loud as I read this; Ken Yazaki's smartass transparency is both charming and humorous, and I could go for reading a 70 and 71 as well! Ryu Murakami does teenager personality and voice SO well (from my not-a-teenager perspective); one of my favorite characters in Audition so happens to be the teenager (Shige) though the story was more on the horror/murder/crazy person end of things.
While it would be useful for the reader to be a Stones/Beatles/S&G/60's rock fan - or have a really cool friend who can provide you with a fancy schmancy mixed cd - one can completely make do with, say, an internet connection and a Youtube link. I was more familiar with the classical pieces (Brandenburg Concerto No. 3, Symphonie Fantastique, etc.) but again, there's plenty of flavor there to make it a good read even if you aren't familiar with all the music/pop culture references.
Loved the story about the Yakuza date and his other "first" escapades.
This book is literally like a mashup of and Bret Easton Ellis. Couldn't be more perfect. So many bits about music in this book, and so much coming of age and sociology.
This might be my favorite Ryu book yet.
I love how the narrative keeps breaking what I thought was real, and he goes "just kidding", "this is what really happened". Outstanding writing.
I enjoyed "the mission". Good social commentary on becoming an adult and rejecting normal life.
The police investigation part was intense. I felt like I was there with him. Really well written.
I liked this book's message, and story.
I loved the book's "missions". The preparations for the school play was outstanding.
both murakamis are infamous for their ill treatments of female characters. but i, somehow, think ry¨± nails at vengeful woman trope. i¡¯ve watched audition and it¡¯s practically a ¡®she did that¡¯ movie.
69, unlike his other works, is entertaining, hilarious, and easy to read. kensuke sounds like a japanese version of holden caulfield, but he¡¯s not whiny and pretentious. he¡¯s a sarcastic smartass who¡¯s interested in music, books, films, and wooing girls. his crush said she was attracted to boys who got involved in barricades and demonstrations. so, he started a dissident movement at his school to impress her. ultimate simp. lol.
i swear i would have rated this higher if i could look past kensuke¡¯s sexist perverted thoughts and the use of some derogatory terms (he¡¯s seventeen and it¡¯s 1969 in japan, but still...) because i love pop culture references, and discussions about politics and education system in this book.
Carino! Spensierato, come dovremmo essere tutti a 17 anni. Ha incomprensibilmente faticato un po' ad ingranare, ma erano scogli miei mentali perch¨¦ poi fila liscio. Spero sia stata una saggia decisione aver letto questo prima di Blu quasi trasparente che mi aspetta da una vita, dapprincipio in ebook e poi da due anni in cartaceo perch¨¦ la Atmosphere l'ha ristampato. Ma dopo qualche paginetta non avevo proseguito, ora mi imporr¨° di affrontarlo. Sono contenta di aver scoperto un nuovo autore appassionato di musica con la M maiuscola e grande cinema. Nel magico 1969
Pubblicato per la prima volta in Giappone nel 1987 e uscito in Italia nel 2019, edito da Atmosphere nella traduzione di Gianluca Coci, 69 SIXTY-NINE di Murakami ¸é²â¨± ¨¨ un romanzo intenso e coinvolgente, un manifesto generazionale che ci trasporta nel Giappone di fine anni ¡¯60.
Beh, se questo ¨¨ il Sessantanove del Giappone non si pu¨° certo dire che sia stato un quarantotto, pardon un Sessantotto! Certo, gli episodi non mancarono ma tra quelli che Murakami enumera non uno mostra l¡¯impeto che ebbero il Maggio parigino, gli scontri di Valle Giulia, la primavera di Praga o le manifestazioni contro la guerra in Vietnam.
Piuttosto, atti di insubordinazione oggetto di cronaca locale; riottosit¨¤ adolescenziali dal respiro corto quanto le notti estive; sceneggiate estemporanee per far colpo sulle compagne di scuola; schermaglie e scaramucce vagamente situazioniste, o forse neanche tali (lo sfoggio di nomi di personalit¨¤ straniere che punteggia le pagine ¨C da Arthur Rimbaud a Gigliola Cinquetti, da Tagore a Jean-Luc Godard ¨C non contempla Guy Debord); bravate di ragazzi che, alla fine degli anni Sessanta, si destreggiavano come meglio potevano tra noia e scontentezza nelle maglie piuttosto uniformi di una societ¨¤ compatta nel perdurante sogno della crescita, senza scampo per i rari Querdenker che provavano a svegliarla.
Il Sessantanove qui ambientato a Sasebo ¨C citt¨¤ natale di Murakami ¨C ¨¨ una parodia scimmiottata da studenti un po¡¯ svogliati, provvisti di parole di seconda mano divenute titubanti slogan sul tetto del liceo e, al pi¨´, di un improvvisato gusto scatologico da impiegare in atti di irrisione verso il preside. ? nient¡¯altro che un ulteriore pezzo di modernit¨¤ importata, inevitabile come la lavatrice nelle avventure di Sazae-san e come il blues suonato dai marines neri al bar del porto.
I was two years old in 1969. I often wish I was 19 or 20 at that time. It would have been so great. But really, I¡¯m glad I was only two in that year because it makes me the best part of two decades younger today, and much better off for not taking all those drugs.
This novel is not about drugs; however, it is all about the mood, the poetry and the music of the late sixties. It¡¯s also about being a teenager, which is such a defining period in all of our lives; no matter what decade we were born in.
I loved this ¡®roman a clef¡¯ novel. I loved the juxtaposition of a globally rebellious period in time set in a smallish town. I am already fascinated with Japanese popular culture thanks to Haruki Murakami. I just wish Ryu Murakami had taken a little more time to develop this great story further. But then again, I may be missing the point.
I also don¡¯t like the points system of rating books; just can¡¯t pigeonhole things.
Ryu Murakami's second novel is quite a departure from his first book, "Almost Transparent Blue". Both are coming of age novels set in Modern Japan, but while "Almost Transparent Blue" had a discordant, chaotic dark tone, this one reads like a "Happy Days" script. Murakami is a contemporary of Haruki Murakami (no relation) and while an award winning author, I still have yet to see the appeal. "69" is in reference to the year 1969 and is a story of a high school senior and his attempt to win over a school girl. There is even a "Fonzie", a Yakuza complete, or should I say uncomplete, with missing fingers. A final retrospective chapter is included ala "American Graffiti" chronicling the characters 15 years later. I will read Murakami's next book but I still fail to see an award winning endeavor.
A year in the life of a 17 year old high school boy in Tokyo provides a light and at times hilarious look at adolescent angst and bravado. With his main objectives being to draw attention to himself, earn the admiration of girls, especially one sylph-like goddess, Ken Yazaki joins a politico society to plan an anti-establishment barricade of his school and plans a film and stage play with a couple of his best friends.
In the background, providing us with references to the times, are references to the music and musicians of the times, both jazz and rock and roll.
It's a wonderful snapshot of an innocent time for Ken and his friends in their last year in high school before sitting for the university entrance exams or moving on to different directions in their lives.
Buku yang klasik dan funky. Imbas semula yang random, tentang Kensuke dan tahun-tahun di usia belasannya waktu di sekolah tinggi. Tahun 1969 dengan tentera laut dari barat yang masih bermastautin di Kyushu. Naratifnya bergerak pantas dari satu imbasan ke satu imbasan seperti syot-syot filem. Setiap babaknya dikisar dalam perihal kegemaran Kensuke-- tentang puisi-puisi dan karya-karya Perancis; Rimbaud, Sartre, Genet, C¨¦line, Camus, Bataille, Anatole France. Ada cerita tentang teater-teater bawah tanah, pop art dan jazz yang aku suka. Juga hal-hal rebel budak sekolah, filem 8mm bajet rendah dan pemuzik barat yang jadi idola-- Beatles, Velvet Underground, Iron Butterfly, Simon & Garfunkel, Led Zeppelin. Beraura vintaj, sangat hip! Ia sangat beritma dan lucu juga. Aku suka personaliti Kensuke walaupun perangai dia agak sukar nak diramal. Babak kena home detention antara kegemaran-- that life is absurd, life wasn't absurd scene selepas sejambak bunga ros daripada Lady Jane. Manis penuh gula dan melodramatik. Tahun manis seorang budak lelaki tujuh belas tahun. Lama aku tunggu untuk festival dan filem 8mm bajet rendah arahan Kensuke-- satu perjalanan yang sangat tragis sebenarnya. Entah kenapa aku suka tiap kali Kensuke mengungkit pasal perang di Vietnam dan buku-buku yang dia pernah baca.
The thing is, kontens 69 saja dah buat aku jatuh cinta dengan buku ini-- Amore Romantico, Wes Montgomery, Claudia Cardinale, Lady Jane et cetera et cetera aku rasa macam comel gila. Setiap bab akan ada satu naratif berkait hal musik dan falsafah hidup ala Kensuke. Kawan-kawan Kensuke yang bagi seribu perasaan-- Adama yang ada pemikiran laju macam kereta api-- paling emo, tetapi yang paling menurut perintah dan punya perasaan belas kasihan, dan Iwase yang dah penat jadi seorang Iwase. Karakter-karakter lain yang aneh dan nakal tapi cukup buat aku terhibur.
Random yang kadang huru-hara but it was a good read, anyhoo. Epilog akhir sedikit bagi aku rasa sepi (dan terharu). Si novelis Kensuke, dan bagusnya persahabatan itu masih wujud walau sudah terpisah berbelas tahun. Buku yang lazat.
This is not for everyone i tell you upfront. But i enjoyed the heck out of this.
Snarky, funny, offensive, 69 follows youth on the cusp of manhood challenging the traditional beliefs and culture, with the intention of bringing justice and stopping the war for love and peace. No, scratch that. Its just about a boy who is foolish and dream too big a dream and always makinga fool out of himself with the pretense of being cool.
Kensuke Yazaki or Ken was a self centred, egomaniac, Pisces, 17 year old high school boy who loves to over exaggerate everything and anything but somehow made them work and as much as he is offensive and loud with ridiculous ideas, following his perspectives and thoughts made me cackle so much bcus this guy is stupidly funny. The dry humor, on your nose comments can get annoying and i will say people will be turn off by how narcisstic and selfish this dude is but then he is just another young immature teenager who only thinks about girls and virginity and thats kinda sad but also normal? I laughed a lot reading this.
In your youth where you are being ahead of your time, wanting to form a revolution in the late 60s, with musics, and books and literatures, the wars that are present, the fascism and nationalism, the anger towards older adult for being the highet authority who kept supressing you just because you are young, wanting to impress girls with false pretense of coolness while talking nonsense without understanding. Its kinda refreshing to read. Though, im definitely not a fan for the misogynistic remarks (eye rolls) but Ken is so negative most of the time and also loves to bullshit so i mean you do you, man. On the other hand, Adama the handsome coal mining sonfrom a small town is more cool headed and i like him better because he knew Ken can be over too much and he will string him back to the ground which is a great friend do.
The last chapter left a bittersweet feelings, its the kind that is full of emotions and kind of cute
This was a very enjoyable read about a young man's coming-of-age in 1969. He organises a protest with his friends which includes barricading the school, graffiti-ing slogans on the walls, and leaving a turd on a desk. In the right company, he talks about the crimes happening in Vietnam, Marxist ideology, and liberation from the conservative norms. But in reality, he simply wants to look cool so he can impress a girl. In many ways, the book is a metaphor for all the performative left-wingism of early youth. And it's funny with it.
I wouldn't describe the book as anything heavyweight, in fact, you'll read through it very quickly, but it still contains some fun ideas and language. There are, understandably, a lot of pop culture references regarding the era, everything from the Beatles to Zeppelin, and Camus to Alain Delon etc. Plus, the ongoing Americanisation of Japanese culture. Ultimately however, the book is about youth, friendships, first loves, and so on. And the writing is very fluid and easy to digest with short chapters and humorous dialogue.
I enjoyed it a lot but would ultimately class it as a very light read.
This novel is Murakami Ryu at his finest. Sixty-Nine is a Japanese coming-of-age story. The sixties was a time of sweeping change across the globe. It was a time when youths took it upon themselves to make their voices heard, to shape the world in their own way.
Japanese youths were no less affected. They also took part in political demonstrations, experimented with recreational drugs, engaged in promiscuous sex, and rebelled against authority, just like youths everywhere. This is the story of such disaffected youths living, loving, carousing, and fighting to make their mark on the world. The plot is entertaining and the characters real. You could feel their enthusiasm and share in their pain from moment to moment, as they were taking part in the counter-cultural revolution that shook society to its core.
If you only read one Murakami book, this is the one. This story does not rely on graphic sexual scenes and vulgar language to make its point. In fact, you can sense the humanity, the esprit de corps in their attempts together to create a better future. This is an easy read, but well written and humorous, and one that rejuvenates the spirit.
Entertaining and often hilarious, but light. Much lighter than what I usually read. People familiar with Murakami's novels like "" and "" are in for a surprise, but I knew beforehand about the author's versatility. I'm always hoping for more English translations of his work because now I have read every single one available. Anyway, this is not a masterpiece but it is an enjoyable and quick read.
this is one of my all time favorite books! but please, just read the english version instead of indonesian one if possible. I haven't read the later version but I doubt that it'll be as cool & hilarious as the english one! I can say that it's Ryu Murakami's best book. to be honest, I can't enjoy other works of him as much as this one. "In The Miso Soup" is not bad, but honestly I don't really enjoy "Piercing" and "Almost Transparent Blue". just my personal impression, anyway..