I read this book for the Mount TBR Reading Challenge hosted over
at My
Reader’s Block from January 1 – December 31, 2017. The challenge is to read
books that you already own.
Modern Japanese Stories – edited
by Ivan Morris
This is a collection of 25 longish stories that
give an excellent overview of Japanese fiction in the first half of the 20th
century. They were carefully selected by premier scholar Ivan Morris, known for
his 1967 translation of The Pillow Book
of Sei Shōnagon and The World
of the Shining Prince: Court Life in Ancient Japan. The translators
were luminaries of the Post-WWII group of scholars such as Morris himself, Edward
Seidensticker, Howard Hibbett, and Donald Keene.
Published in 1962, obviously the title is, in
our year of 2017, a misleading one. Modernist, perhaps, since the writers were
born in the early 20th century, educated before Japan went mad with
nationalism and xenophobia, and influenced by movements such as naturalism,
decadence, nihilism, and Marxism.
"On the Conduct of Lord Tadanao" by
Kikuchi Kan is an example of pop historical fiction that the Japanese enjoy but
is rarely taken on by snooty translators who see little literary merit in genre
fiction. "Tattoo" by Tanizaki Junichiro also has an Edo-era setting,
but its concerns – the thin line between pain and pleasure, between dominance
and submission – are decadently and creepily 20th century.
Plenty of Japanese writers struggled with the perennial
issue of “western knowledge, eastern spirit.” "Under Reconstruction"
by Mori Ogai explores the tangled relationship of Japan and the West through
the broken romance of a Japanese intellectual and the German woman who loves
him but doesn’t know when to be quiet about it. "Hydrangea" by Nagai
Kafu makes the point that although Japan changes on the outside, in its spirit the
Japanese discover that they must be themselves.
The extreme realism of naturalism is evidenced
in many stories. "Seibei's Gourds" by Shiga Naoya is about an unloved
child. "Brother and Sister" by Muro Saisei explores an abusive and
violent relationship. "The Handstand" by Ogawa Mimei and "Letter
Found in a Cement-Barrel" by Hayama Yoshiki are about the hard lives of
working people. "The Charcoal Bus" by Ibuse Masuji is a story about
how exhausting life is when people must deal with poverty and ignorance every
day. A harsh look at prison life is in "A Man's Life" by Hirabayashi
Taiko. No cherry blossoms or tea ceremony or games of go in these stories.
The Pacific War is the backdrop for various
stories. "Downtown" by Hayashi Fumiko shows us the life of a poor war
widow who struggles to get by and reluctantly lets another man into her life. "The
Idiot" by Sakaguchi Ango is a rough story of the effect on civilians of the
mammoth Tokyo bombings in April, 1945. In "The Hateful Age" by Niwa
Fumio, the dementia of an elderly mother causes chaos for a family already emotionally
and economically hard-pressed by being bombed out of their Tokyo house. "Nightingale"
by Ito Einosuke is set in the country, with cunning farmers reacting to change
with their usual conservatism and duplicity.
Fantasy is well-represented with "The
House of a Spanish Dog" by Sato Haruo. The Chinese influence on writers
educated in the late Meiji era is found in "Autumn Mountain" by
Akutagawa Ryunosuke and "Tiger-Poet" by Nakajima Ton. "Machine"
by Yokomitsu Riichi is a curious experiment in narration which will work for
you or not. "Morning Mist" by Nagai Tatsuo is either an essay with fictional
elements or a short story that Nagai daringly jams into an essay. Who knew a short
story would have the space?
Well-known writers writing in their familiar
styles with familiar themes are well represented: "The Moon on The
Water" by Kawabata Yasunari, "Shotgun" by Inoue Yasushi, "The
Courtesy Call" by Dazai Osamu, "The Priest and His Love" by
Mishima Yukio.
I can recommend that this is worth the time for
readers into this kind of story. My usual way is to read short stories one a
time, usually on weekends. So I started this in January and finished the 25th
story this June. That seems to be the right pace to read, think, return, let it
sink a little more.
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