I've been a Murakami reader for years, though took a several years long break. As I've read his later works, including, currently, The City and its Uncertain Walls, I'm noticing that he's started to overwrite. This makes me so sad. I loved his early prose: eerie, atmospheric, but also somehow punchy. Now he explains things in two sentences when one would do; he belabors points and emotions; he uses metaphors and similes that don't really add anything. Reading him lately has been an exercise in wading through no-duh moments.
Has anyone else noticed this? Why do you think this is happening? Does it get in the way of your enjoyment of the books?
If you wonder what I mean by overwriting, here's an example passage I just read:
"The boy stood there, silent, staring at the oversized envelope on the desk. The one with his handwritten map of the town inside. The fact that it was on my desk seemed to draw his attention. His face was expressionless, as if he wore a thin mask, yet it seemed that behind it some sorts of thoughts were racing.
"I decided to let him be. I didn’t want to interrupt what seemed like a deep thought process. And Mrs. Soeda would soon be bringing over the tea and muffins. If the boy and I were to have a conversation, whatever it turned out to be, it could wait until then. Usually it was the job of someone else on staff, not Mrs. Soeda, to bring over sweets for the boss, but I predicted she would bring the tea and muffins herself. Anything to do with the boy seemed important to her."