Fuminori Nakamura Bücher

Die mächtige japanische Kuki-Familie folgt einer menschenverachtenden Tradition: Der jeweils jüngste Sohn wird dazu erzogen, das Böse über die Menschheit zu bringen. Und so erhält Fumihiro eine Ausbildung, deren Ziel Zerstörung und Unglück ist, so viel ein einzelner Mensch nur vermag. Doch er hat andere Pläne: Fumihiro liebt das Waisenmädchen Kaori und will sie beschützen – und damit wird sein eigener Vater zu seinem schlimmsten Feind.

Kenji Yamamine kommt in den Besitz der legendären Teufelstrompete des Komponisten Suzuki. Ihr wird die Macht zugeschrieben, Menschen zu begeistern und zu fanatisieren. Bei Recherchen auf den Philippinen trifft Kenji die junge Anh. Sie verlieben sich, Anh folgt ihm nach Tokio, wo sie gewaltsam stirbt. Neben der Trauer um Anh wird Kenji von einer rätselhaften religiösen Sekte verfolgt, die die Trompete für ihre Zwecke nutzen will. Was Kenji jetzt noch bleibt, ist, das Rätsel der Trompete zu lösen und sich mit der Welt in Liebe zu versöhnen.

In einer Regennacht findet ein junger Mann in den Straßen von Tokio eine Leiche – und neben ihr einen Revolver. Nishikawa nimmt die Waffe an sich und entwickelt schon nach kurzer Zeit eine unheimliche Obsession. All seine Gedanken, sein ganzes Leben kreisen um das perfekte kleine Wunderwerk. Und um die vier Kugeln, die sich noch immer in der Trommel befinden. Irgendwann ist es nicht mehr genug, die Waffe zu besitzen. Er muss sie abfeuern.

Er betreibt sein Metier in den belebten Straßen Tokios und den überfüllten Wagen der U-Bahn. Er stiehlt mit kunstvollen, fließenden Bewegungen. Der Diebstahl ist der Kick in seinem Leben, das Gefühl, seinem Schicksal zu entrinnen – für den Moment. Doch seine dunkle Vergangenheit holt ihn wieder ein. Ein grandioser Thriller und eine dunkle, abgründige Geschichte über Schicksal und Einsamkeit.

The Thief is a seasoned pickpocket. Anonymous in his tailored suit, he weaves in and out of Tokyo crowds, stealing wallets from strangers so smoothly sometimes he doesn't even remember the snatch. Most people are just a blur to him, nameless faces from whom he chooses his victims. He has no family, no friends, no connections. But he does have a past, which finally catches up with him when Ishikawa, his first partner, reappears in his life, and offers him a job he can't refuse. It's an easy job: tie up an old rich man, steal the contents of the safe. No one gets hurt. Only the day after the job does he learn that the old man was a prominent politician, and that he was brutally killed after the robbery. And now the Thief is caught in a tangle even he might not be able to escape

A darkly melancholic tale that combines Scorsese’s Taxi Driver and Camus’s The Fall set in Tokyo—Nakamura’s Akutagawa Prize-winning novel, one of Japan’s most prestigious literary awards, is the here translated into English for the first time and marks another high-water mark in this important writer’s career. The Akutagawa Prize-Winning Novel As an unnamed Tokyo taxi driver works a night shift, picking up fares that offer him glimpses into the lives of ordinary people, he can’t escape his own nihilistic thoughts. Almost without meaning to, he puts himself in harm’s way; he can’t stop daydreaming of suicide, envisioning himself returning to the earth in obsessive fantasies that soon become terrifying blackout episodes. The truth is, his long-estranged father has tried to reach out to him, triggering a cascade of traumatic memories. As the cab driver wrestles with the truth about his past and the history of violence in his childhood, he must also confront his present, which is no less complicated or grim. A precursor to Los Angeles Times Book Prize finalist The Thief, The Boy in the Earth is a closely told character study that poses a difficult question: Are some lives so damaged they are beyond redemption? Is every child worth trying to save? A poignant and thought-provoking tour de force by one of Japan’s leading literary voices.

Zen-Noir master Nakamura returns to the Tokyo of The Thief, where a young grifter named Yurika finds herself in a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse with the shadowy crime lord Kizaki. Yurika is a freelancer in the Tokyo underworld. She poses as a prostitute, carefully targeting potential johns, selecting powerful and high-profile men. When she is alone with them, she drugs them and takes incriminating photos to sell for blackmail purposes. She knows very little about the organization she’s working for, and is perfectly satisfied with the arrangement, as long as it means she doesn’t have to reveal anything about her identity, either. She operates alone and lives a private, solitary life, doing her best to lock away painful memories. But when a figure from Yurika’s past resurfaces, she realizes there is someone out there who knows all her secrets: her losses, her motivations, her every move. There are whispers of a crime lord named Kizaki—“a monster,” she is told—and Yurika finds herself trapped in a game of cat and mouse. Is she wily enough to escape one of the most sadistic men in Tokyo?

Instantly reminiscent of the work of Osamu Dazai and Patricia Highsmith, Fuminori Nakamura’s latest novel is a dark and twisting house of mirrors that philosophically explores the violence of aesthetics and the horrors of identity. A young writer arrives at a prison to interview a convict. The writer has been commissioned to write a full account of the case, from the bizarre and grisly details of the crime to the nature of the man behind it. The suspect, a world-renowned photographer named Kiharazaka, has a deeply unsettling portfolio—lurking beneath the surface of each photograph is an acutely obsessive fascination with his subject. He stands accused of murdering two women—both burned alive—and will likely face the death penalty. But something isn’t quite right. As the young writer probes further, his doubts about this man as a killer intensify, and he struggles to maintain his sense of reason and justice. Is Kiharazaka truly guilty, or will he die to protect someone else? Evoking Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood and Ryūnosuke Akutagawa’s “Hell Screen,” Last Winter, We Parted is a twisted tale that asks a deceptively sinister question: Is it possible to truly capture the essence of another human being?

Turn this page, and you may forfeit your entire life. A confessional diary implicates its reader in a heinous crime, and reveals with disturbing honesty the psychological motives of a killer. With My Annihilation, Fuminori Nakamura, master of literary noir, has constructed a puzzle-box of a narrative that delves relentlessly into the darkest corners of human consciousness, that interrogates the unspeakable thoughts that all humans share and that only monsters act on.

The aftermath of the murder of a bondage teacher reveals the darkest corners of the human mind in this chilling new mystery from the master of Japanese literary noir. Two detectives. Two identical women. One dead body— then two, then three, then four. All knotted up in Japan’s underground BDSM scene and kinbaku, a form of rope bondage which bears a complex cultural history of spirituality, torture, cleansing, and sacrifice. As Togashi, a junior member of the police force, investigates the murder of a kinbaku instructor, he finds himself unable to resist his own private transgressive desires. In contrast, Togashi’s Sherlock Holmesian colleague Hayama is morally upright to a fault, with a stalwart commitment to the truth and nearly superhuman powers of deduction. When Hayama notices a dangerous measure of darkness within Togashi, he embarks on a parallel investigation, which soon spirals out of control. Unflinching in its flayed-raw treatment of identity, violence, sexuality, power, the occult, and the divine, The Rope Artist is both viscerally painful and unexpectedly hopeful—a genre homage that shines a light on the most dangerous elements of the human psyche.