Ashes to Ashes...
By: Yuki Allyson Honjo
"The man strolled slowly through
the sunshine until he came to a stone bench and eased himself
down onto it in like an old man. He wasn’t young, but he
wasn’t exactly old either. Gray suit. After he loosened
his understated tie slightly, he sat still, hardly moving.”
has close-cropped hair, and wears a subtle tie to work every day.
He chain-smokes Camels. His career was once on the fast
track but was derailed when he was transferred to a subsidiary
office. Everyday he meets his appointments but his heart
is not in his job: he is merely going through the motions.
He fears he will live out his life doing the same job day after
day, until he dies. Like his sex drive, his passion for life is
first glance, Tanaka appears to be one of the anonymous and ubiquitous
“salary men” who plod the streets of Tokyo. Even his name,
which is the Japanese equivalent to Smith or Jones, suggests that
he is the Japanese everyman.
Tanaka is not an accountant or an actuary. He is a yakuza
crime lord, running drugs, prostituting girls, and extorting money.
Kitakata’s novel Ashes (originally published in 1990 in
as Bo no Kanashimi) nominally tells the story of a gangster.
Tanaka, once favored to head the crime syndicate, now leads a
branch “family” gang. While Tanaka’s group manages to achieve
a modicum of success, he is over looked as heir to the Boss.
When the Boss collapses, the syndicate is in disarray as the chosen
successor lacks the ability to maintain control. Tanaka sees this
as a window of opportunity to grasp power and redefine his life.
say Ashes is a novel about Japanese gangsters
and shoot-outs is like saying Hemigway's Old Man and the
Sea is a book about deep sea fishing
is one of Japan’s most prolific hard-boiled novelists with over
a hundred books in print. Sparsely written with atmospheric
prose, the author deftly depicts a world of stale cigarette smoke
and unstirred bourbon sodas. While yakuza
life and violence are depicted, sometimes quite graphically, the
book centers on the character of Tanaka and his journey into middle
age oblivion. Most of all, Kitakata manages a neat trick: he captures
Tanaka’s boredom with his life without the novel itself becoming
is the urban male seeking meaning in his existence though his
occupation. His stated purpose is to rise up the gang ranks.
He foregoes normal relationships both carnal and emotional to
achieve his goal: “It was better not to start a family if
you were a yakuza. . .A yakuza doesn’t have the
right to taste ordinary pleasures. . . .I believe that if you
lived an ordinary life, you lost your capacity for extraordinary
things.” However, he does not seem to derive much pleasure
from his chosen path: “I had lived like a dog. I had assumed
I would die like a dog.” Even his achievements within the
organization give him little satisfaction: “Sometimes I wonder
why I’ve stayed in this world for so long. More than twenty years.
There’s a part of me that resists being a real yakuza.
. .Why did I become a yakuza? Maybe I’d had no choice.”
anti-hero is more than the usual clichés of underworld denizens
with punch perms, sharp suits, and gold jewelry. Tanaka
lives alone in the same apartment he kept for twelve years.
He carefully vacuums his floor and uses a cloth to dust his sideboard.
He sews his own buttons back onto his grey suit. He does
not drive a Mercedes, drink expensive booze, or wear flashy clothes.
He doesn’t care what he eats or consumes. He is indifferent
to music and appetites of any sort: as he makes love to a beautiful
girl, he wonders, “How much can this girl earn [as his prostitute]?”
does not descend into pap sentimentality to tell his story: the
protagonist is no stereotypical “crook with a heart of gold”.
Tanaka is clearly not a nice man: he squeezes his pet goldfish
to death, ruins the lives of “civilians,” and lures women into
prostitution. In the opening scene, he trashes with efficient
violence a bar that refused to pay “protection” money. As for
women: “She must have been thinking of the time I messed
her up so bad that she couldn’t go out for almost two weeks.
The best way to shut up a woman is to thrash her face.” His very
mannerisms are marked with casual and repeated brutality.
say Ashes is a novel about Japanese gangsters and shoot-outs
is like saying Hemingway’s Old Man and the Sea is a book
about deep sea fishing techniques. The novel is not a mere
action thriller set in an exotic locale, but a meditation on men
and aging. Ashes is a superb example of the hard
boiled genre—well written, well translated, and verging
upon the literary.
Yuki Allyson Honjo. "A Hard-Boiled Hero Burned Out On Life."
The International Herald Tribune-Asahi Shimbun. Saturday-Sunday,
December 27-28, 2003. Pg. 26.
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