A blog by the staff of the Thomas Ford Memorial Library
I was taking a step forward to knock for a third time when the door opened soundlessly, naturally, as if a breeze had sprung up to swing it on its hinges… The click of a switch came first, and then a man appeared before me.
Murakami is great at tapping into familiar feelings in wildly unfamiliar ways. No, I’ve never been greeted for my first day of work by a freshly showered man in a red bath robe, nor have I had to riddle my way into my boss’s office with a Bilboish trick, but somehow I still relate to the baffled narrator of “Dabchick” who is just desperate to start his new job no matter how odd it’s turning out.
In the end, the story takes a sudden turn that will leave you with some questions, not to mention lots of clever answers that likely mean nothing to anyone but yourself. That’s just about my definition of a great ending.
Review by Matthew