Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

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Reviewed 04/11/2014
Tazaki

Overview

Tsukuru Tazaki is drifting…living in Tokyo and working as an engineer designing train stations, his existence is marked by isolation and sadness.
When Tsukuru was in his second year of university, his close-knit group of friends cut all ties with him without explanation. Tsukuru was rocked by their rejection and fell into a deep depression.
A decade and a half later, his new girlfriend Sara senses Tsukuru harbors wounds from the past and encourages him to track down his old friends to find out why they abandoned him.
So Tsukuru embarks on a physical and spiritual exploration of his past. Reconnecting with his old friends and unearthing heart-breaking revelations in the process.

One Saturday night, Tsukuru and Haida were up talking late as usual when they turned to the subject of death. They talked about the significance of dying, about having to live with the knowledge that you were going to die. They discussed it mainly in theoretical terms. Tsukuru wanted to explain how close to death he had been very recently, and the profound changes that experience had brought about, both physically and mentally. He wanted to tell Haida about the strange things he’d seen. But he knew that if he mentioned it, he’d have to explain the whole sequence of events, from start to finish. So as always, Haida did most of the talking, while Tsukuru sat back and listened.
A little past 11 p.m. their conversation petered out and silence descended on the room. At this point they would normally have called it a night and gotten ready for bed. Both of them tended to wake up early. But Haida remained seated, cross-legged, on the sofa, deep in thought. Then, in a hesitant tone, something unusual for him, he spoke up.
“I have a kind of weird story related to death. Something my father told me. He said it was an actual experience he had when he was in his early twenties. Just the age I am now. I’ve heard the story so many times I can remember every detail. It’s a really strange story—it’s hard even now for me to believe it actually happened— but my father isn’t the type to lie about something like that. Or the type who would concoct such a story. I’m sure you know this, but when you make up a story the details change each time you retell it. You tend to embellish things, and forget what you said before. ... But my father’s story, from start to finish, was always exactly the same, each time he told it. So I think it must be something he actually experienced. I’m his son, and I know him really well, so the only thing I can do is believe what he said. But you don’t know my father, Tsukuru, so feel free to believe it or not. Just understand that this is what he told me. You can take it as folklore, or a tale of the supernatural, I don’t mind. It’s a long story, and it’s already late, but do you mind if I tell it?”
Sure, Tsukuru said, that would be fine. I’m not sleepy yet.