I hate Audition: a book review

December 7, 2016 at 2:52 pm (Stuff that Bugs Me Right Now) (, )

I don’t usually review books on this blog, because I’ve been mostly reading biographies of silent movie stars and Depression-era criminals, so why would you guys care, right?

I still find Alvin Karpis very interesting, and would love for someone to do a good biography on him.

I still find Alvin Karpis very interesting, and would love for someone to do a good biography on him.

But I decided to delve into Japanese literature, except, you know, translations, because the only word I can read in Japanese is “bizu,” which means bead, and looks like a guy sitting down throwing a ball to a guy running with his arms behind him.

I mean, you guys see it too, right?

I mean, you guys see it too, right?

So I read Audition by Ryu Murakami. It’s a short book, around 127 pages or so, which means it’s not like I wasted more than a couple hours of my time (I read really fast, and by the end, I was skimming because I was like UGH WHEN IS THE NARRATOR GOING TO GET MURDERED ALREADY).

The crazy murder chick didn't even show up until about a third of the way through, and I was hoping at least he'd get hit by a bus by then.

The crazy murder chick didn’t even show up until about a third of the way through, and I was hoping at least he’d get hit by a bus by then.

But I still wasted my time.

The gist of the story is that this jerk-ass piece of crap Aoyama has been widowed for seven years. He cheated on his wife, but she was a real classy lady, so she didn’t mind. Then she died, but, being a real classy lady, she died quickly and without complaint. So obviously she was A CARDBOARD CUTOUT AND NOT A REAL PERSON AT ALL. Like, Jesus, Murakami-san, I get that she’s not all that relevant to the plot, but she was so obviously fake.

Anyway, this cheating asshole Aoyama has this wonderful teenage son (whom he never spent time with before his wife’s death, but then he does, and they totally bond and whatever) who says: “Hey, dad, why don’t you get married again?”

This section felt a little text-heavy, so here's a picture of the version I read.

This section felt a little text-heavy, so here’s a picture of the version I read.

So then Aoyama and this friend of his decide to fake a movie and hold auditions for the role of the main character, who coincidentally has all the traits Aoyama would want in a wife (those traits being 1) classically trained in some art or another; 2) being cool with his cheating; 3) dying without complaint).

So he finds this chick whose name I’ve already forgotten, and Aoyama falls head over heels for her because she is 1) like, 20 years younger than him; 2) the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen; 3) seems to match all his criteria for spousedom.

So they start dating, and everybody’s like, “I don’t know, there’s something odd about this chick,” even though she never does anything odd, it’s just this vibe they pick up on, but Aoyama’s like, “whatever, guys, she’s HOT,” and then finally in the last couple of pages she stalks him and tries to cut off his feet.

BUT SHE DOESN’T KILL HIM. She kills the dog.

AND THE DOG WAS THE BEST ONE!

AND THE DOG WAS THE BEST ONE!

Then his damn son comes home and rescues him by stabbing her in the throat. And then the book is over.

I think we were supposed to be worried for Aoyama's well-being, but I was hoping he would die from blood loss because he was SUCH A JERK.

I think we were supposed to be worried for Aoyama’s well-being, but I was hoping he would die from blood loss because he was SUCH A JERK.

So I guess if you like a long, dull buildup to a jerk WHO DOESN’T EVEN HAVE THE DECENCY TO GET MURDERED and two-dimensional female characters and male characters being all, “Jeez, why aren’t there more beautiful, classy women for us sexist pigs to cheat on our long-suffering wives with?” then this is the book for you.

And also the movie. And also I think your taste is suspect.

And also the movie. And also I think your taste is suspect.

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5 Comments

  1. Jamin said,

    Holy crap, this sounds awful. Kind of reminds me of a Savage Love article that I read on AV Club a few months/weeks ago. It was about a 70 year old “nice guy” being… well… a 70 year old “nice guy.” “Hey, I may be wrinkly and overweight, but dammit, these 19 year old supermodels are wasting their lives not lining up to be my sex doll.”

    • lokifire said,

      GROSS.

      • Jamin said,

        Extremely. I don’t know if I’ve ever wished more strongly for the ability to punch someone through the internet.

  2. brikhaus said,

    I saw the movie. I don’t remember anything about it. But I know I definitely watched it.

    • lokifire said,

      Well, as long as you say it’s not one of your favorites, I guess we can still be Internet friends.

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