Touch…
I always have a feeling of being stuck somewhere in the literary world of Fumio Yamamoto.
Fumio Yamamoto’s writing is not a beautiful type of writing with beautiful, poetic lines.
Hakura, a girl with breast cancer, sees herself as scum, lazy, living in the mist, mentally unstable, sensitive, depressed, and if she has an afterlife, she wants to be one.
Izumi, a woman around the age of 35, has had a single husband, lives in an old apartment and is in economic crisis, unemployed, often melancholy for no reason, idle to the point of being lost, with no concept of anything.
Catherine, a true housewife, whose husband has just lost his job, so in addition to housework during the day, she works as a salesperson at a grocery store at night to earn extra money.
Mido, a 25-year-old young woman, falls into a `prisoner’s dilemma`, having had a lover for more than 7 years but still sleeping with other men.
…Just like that, each Fumio Yamamoto character is a cracked part of that seemingly flat, beautiful contemporary shell.
And hovering, and haunting…
Through these small stories of unrelated people, Fumio Yamamoto painted the missing streaks of color in modern Japanese painting through language.
Through these small stories of unrelated people, Fumio Yamamoto painted the missing streaks of color in modern Japanese painting through language.
In 1999, Yamamoto was honored to receive the 20th Yoshikawa Eiji Literary Award for outstanding new works and is currently one of the contemporary writers whose works are anticipated not only within Japan.
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