He leads a simple life as an illustrator/designer, but suddenly becomes aware of his profound emptiness when he meets a younger woman in his middle-ages. She is the embodiment of "the perfect housewife", except for one thing, she as well have a profound emptiness inside her that she avoids facing through shopping brand clothes, Tony Takitani on the other hand is filled with joy over being married to her. When her shopping has went far beyond being an unhealthy addiction he tries to direct her away from it, which she agrees on, but then things does not stay as they wish.
I am not Murakami's biggest fan, I see his strong qualities, but am not to delighted with everything. Like his crazy metaphors that sometimes doesn't quite seem to say anything at all, his extensive half-intellectual hipster name-dropping and that you can read (at least some) of his works any way you want to as they are loaded with symbols and signifiers that doesn't add up anywhere in total, but you can take some of them and add them up someplace, things like that take away from the experience. That is they're too open for their own good, or for my enjoyment. This movie however does not have any of that and therefore is for me the essence of the good Murakami experience.
I am not Murakami's biggest fan, I see his strong qualities, but am not to delighted with everything. Like his crazy metaphors that sometimes doesn't quite seem to say anything at all, his extensive half-intellectual hipster name-dropping and that you can read (at least some) of his works any way you want to as they are loaded with symbols and signifiers that doesn't add up anywhere in total, but you can take some of them and add them up someplace, things like that take away from the experience. That is they're too open for their own good, or for my enjoyment. This movie however does not have any of that and therefore is for me the essence of the good Murakami experience.