Fiction – paperback; Vintage; 274 pages; 2020. Translated from the Japanese by Stephen Snyder.
The Memory Police by Yoko Ogawa is a brilliant mix of The Diary of Anne Frank meets George Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four. There are echoes of Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451 and it also shares similar themes with Richard Flanagan’s latest novel, The Living Sea of Waking Dreams, too.
And yet for all that, this is a wholly original dystopian novel like no other.
As Madeleine Thein writes in her review, published in the Guardian in 2019, it is a “rare work of patient and courageous vision” and one that “can be experienced as fable or allegory, warning and illumination”.
Written in deceptively simple yet hypnotic prose, there’s a dream-like quality to the text, yet the subject matter is quite nightmarish.
Isolated island life
Set on an island in a vaguely familiar dystopian future, residents are collectively forced to forget certain objects, including ribbons, roses, maps and calendars as if they never existed. This forgetting is enforced by a mysterious and draconian force called the Memory Police. Those who disobey, or who are unable to forget, are rounded up and “disappeared”.
The story is narrated by an unnamed writer who is working on a novel about a woman who takes typing lessons in a disused lighthouse. Excerpts of this novel (which are published within the novel) show the power of books and writing to preserve the past unless, of course, they are made to disappear, too.
The book’s editor, the kindly R, is one of those unfortunate people who can’t forget what he is supposed to forget and he’s running the risk of being forcefully made to disappear. The writer makes a bold decision to take him away from his pregnant wife and hide him in her house in a makeshift room hidden under the floorboards. She enlists one of her most trusted friends, an elderly man she’s known since childhood, to help her set up the room so it’s functional and soundproof, and together they smuggle R into hiding.
It’s an astonishing risk to take. For R, living in such cramped conditions, with no access to daylight and separated from his wife and child, there is little to occupy his time — except to edit the book.
It was better for him, too, to have work to do. The healthiest way of living in the secret room was to wake in the morning thinking about the things that had to be done during the day; then, at night before going to bed, to check that everything had been accomplished, whether satisfactorily or not. Moreover, the morning agenda needed to be as concrete as possible, and the tasks ideally involved some sort of reward, no matter how small. Finally, the day’s worked needed to tire him out in both body and spirit.
Jeopardy comes in many forms over the course of the novel. R’s hiding place is under constant threat of exposure, while a clandestine love affair increases the danger. Rare objects, including a harmonica, are discovered in the writer’s home and while she does not understand their use, it’s clear that just having them in her possession puts her in peril. Meanwhile, more and more objects are consigned to history by the Memory Police, including books and libraries, seemingly at random, creating chaos, confusion and instability.
Echoes of the past
First published in the author’s native Japan in 1994, The Memory Police was translated into English last year and was shortlisted for the 2020 International Booker Prize.
It’s a brilliant treatise on totalitarianism, loss and control, about the ways in which humans often obliterate all that is good in the world, and the resilience of ordinary people to survive against the odds. It can also be seen as an allegory on growing old and dying. Indeed, there’s a lot to unpick in this relatively short but powerful novel, which is told with grace and flair.
Reading this book, I couldn’t help but recognise elements of human history we would probably rather forget — the constant hunt for food reminiscent of the North Korean regime; the rounding up of people for being different has echoes of Nazi Germany; the constant rewriting of history is very Orwellian; even R’s new life in hiding could be seen as a bit like living in Covid-19 lockdown — so perhaps the book’s overriding message is the importance to remember bad things in order not to repeat them in the future.
I definitely want to read this one again. Expect to see this on my top 10 at the end of the year. Yes, it really is that good.
This is my 4th book for #BIPOC2021, which is my plan to read more books by black, Indigenous and people of colour over the next year, and it is my 5th book for #TBR21 in which I’m planning to read 21 books from my TBR between 1 January and 31 May 2021. I also read this as part of Dolce Bellezza’s Japanese Literature Challenge 14. You can find out more about the challenge, which runs from 1 January to 31 March 2021, here.
19 thoughts on “‘The Memory Police’ by Yoko Ogawa”
This could be the book to alter my perception of Japanese writing as Morbid Urban Life, maybe?
Hmmm… it’s pretty morbid so maybe not. Mind you it doesn’t feel like the setting is Japanese. It could literally be anywhere. I think you’d like the issues / themes of this book though.
I’ll look out for it…
I would send you my copy but I have a feeling I will want to reread this at some point.
Not to worry, Kim, I’m sure to pick it up at the library one of these days.
For me, this is no time to settle down to a dystopian read, however good. Maybe when Normal, as opposed to New Normal is re-established.
I can understand that… (it’s pretty much normal here in WA, aside from the fact we can’t leave Australia, and interstate travel is too complicated with hotel quarantine etc.)
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I loved this book with some reservations (legs – why?) and I would definitely like to re-read it some time. Big fan of her writing though.
Funnily enough, the same thing happens in Richard Flanagan’s new novel: body parts go missing. It’s supposed to be an allegory about loss. I think in this case losing a leg is losing a vital part of you, but everyone just gets on with it and no one even notices… it demonstrates the resilience of the population… or that’s the way I understood it.
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I loved it too Kim – was also surprised when I relaised that it had been written over 20 years ago – it felt so incredibly current.
Yes, I was surprised this was first published in 1994. Because if it’s International Booker listing I assumed it was a new novel.
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I really loved this book when I read it. It’s so thought provoking and beautifully written. I want to read more by this author now.
I’ve read a few by her now. She’s such an interesting writer… https://readingmattersblog.com/category/author/yoko-ogawa/
This was our book club choice last month and I’m still processing what I think of it. Some members thought it had a note of hope at the end – was that your reading? I can’t say I found much positive in my interpretation.
As you say there are many, many laters to this novel. The idea of people being “disappeared” reminded me of the South American countries where those who are critical of the state are rounded up and never seen again.
I don’t recall feeling hopeful at the end, but having thought about the book a bit more and reading a few online reviews I can see that the story, as a whole, isn’t miserable. I think it’s because when people forget things they can’t miss them because they hold no memory of them, if that makes sense.
And yes, I did think of South America’s “mothers of the disappeared” when I read this.
This book sounds eerie and fascinating. I hadn’t heard of it, but based on your review I definitely want to read it.
Oh yes, eerie is a good description, Suzanne. I’ve read a few books by Ogawa now and I’ve come to expect really original stories told in a hypnotic way. She’s become one of my favourite writers.