"Dazai was an aristocratic tramp, a self-described delinquent, yet he wrote with the forbearance of a fasting scribe. "

- Patti Smith,

"Praise for <em>Self-Portraits</em>: As acidic and addictive as a bag of sour candy."

- Publishers Weekly,

"Dazai’s work will either pull you out of a deep depression or crack your rose-colored glasses; there is no in-between."

- The Millions,

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"Dazai is thoroughly contemporary in his depiction of the older generation’s casual exploitation of the young for its own ends."

- Andrew Martin - Electric Lit,

""Ultimately, it is not individuals Dazai seemed to dislike but the constraints on personal and societal freedom that force people into falsehood. His characters despise that people can’t be honest, and that they themselves can’t either learn to be false or have the courage to break away." "

- Zito Madu - The Washington Post,

" <p>This dazzling collection from Dazai comprises all the “soliloquies” he wrote from the perspectives of women. Taken together, they convey a startling breadth of emotion… On the exterior, most of the women characters are silent and submissive presences—dutiful wives, daughters, sisters, and mothers. The juxtaposition between how the world sees them and how they see the world lends an urgent sense of revolt to their freewheeling monologues. Dazai’s spectacular collection sings with resounding truths.</p> "

- Publishers Weekly (starred review),

"The stories—or 'soliloquies,' as the author called them—are all from the point of view of ordinary female characters. Often the women are tormented by their physical appearance…other stories are united by a sense of social alienation. World War II rages in the background of some of these pieces but the drama is always minor and the gaze always turned inward. The women’s hatred of social hypocrisy and accompanying feelings of shame anticipate J.D. Salinger, Leonard Cohen and even Sally Rooney. You can see why the zoomers go for it. "

- Sam Sacks - The Wall Street Journal,

No one really understands how we suffer. One day, when we’re adults, we may come to recall this suffering, this misery, as silly and laughable, but how are we to get through the long, hateful period until then? No one bothers to teach us that.

 Osamu Dazai was a master raconteur who plumbed—in an addictive, easy style—the absurd complexities of life in a society whose expectations cannot be met without sacrificing one's individual ideals on the altar of conformity. The gravitational pull of his prose is on full display in these stories. In “Lantern,” a young woman, in love with a well-born but impoverished student, shoplifts a bathing suit for him—and ends up in the local newspaper indicted as a crazed, degenerate communist. In “Chiyojo,” a high-school girl shows early promise as a writer, but as her uncle and mother relentlessly push her to pursue a literary career, she must ask herself: is this what I really want? Or am I supposed to fulfill  their own frustrated ambitions? In “Shame,” a young reader writes a fan letter to a writer she admires, only to find out, upon visiting him, that he’s a bourgeoise sophisticate nothing like the desperate rebels he portrays, and decides (in true Dazai style): “Novelists are human trash. No, they’re worse than that; they’re demons. . . They write nothing but lies.”

This collection of 14 tales—a half-dozen of which have never before appeared in English—is based on a Japanese collection of, as Dazai described them, “soliloquies by female narrators.” No One Knows includes the quietly brilliant long story “Schoolgirl” and shows the fiction of this 20th-century genius in a fresh light.

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Fourteen tales selected from the breadth of Dazai’s fabled career, some never before seen in English

Produktdetaljer

ISBN
9780811239332
Publisert
2025-02-18
Utgiver
New Directions Publishing Corporation
Vekt
261 gr
Høyde
203 mm
Bredde
132 mm
Dybde
20 mm
Aldersnivå
G, 01
Språk
Product language
Engelsk
Format
Product format
Heftet
Antall sider
256

Forfatter
Oversetter

Biografisk notat

Osamu Dazai was born in 1909 into a powerful landowning family of northern Japan. A brilliant student, he entered the French department of Tokyo University in 1930, but later boasted that in the five years before he left without a degree, he had never attended a lecture. Dazai was famous for confronting head-on the social and moral crises of postwar Japan before he committed suicide by throwing himself into Tokyo’s Tamagawa Aqueduct. His body was found on what would have been his 39th birthday. RALPH MCCARTHY has lived in Japan for almost two decades. He is the translator of two collections of stories by Osamu Dazai, “Self Portraits” and “Blue Bamboo,” and of Ryu Murakami’s novel 69.