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Confucianism in Kazuo Ishiguro's The Unconsoled
Quarterly Literary Review Singapore,
Vol. 4 No. 1 (Oct. 2004
Abstract:
The Unconsoled is an oneiric or
dream-like novel in which the main character, Ryder, seeks to discover his
identity. Instead of discovering a single identity, the novel illustrates Ryder
at different stages of life development: as the child Boris; as the timid but
rising musical star, Stephen Hoffman; as the confused but accomplished narrator;
and finally as Brodsky, the burnt-out, lonely old conductor. A second theme is
concerned with Ryder giving a concert at an East European city to, in a sense,
help it discover or invent its identity. In both cases, identities are Confucian
constructions rather than found objects.
Kazuo Ishiguro was born in Nagasaki where he lived until he was six years old.
His father, an oceanographer, took the family to Britain when he went to work on
the North Sea oil project. Young Kazuo went to British schools but was brought
up “by Japanese parents in a Japanese-speaking home”, as Brian Shaffer puts it.
Ishiguro’s first two novels are set in Japan where the plot conflicts arise from
clashes among the systems of thought that comprise Japanese culture: Shinto,
Confucianism, and Buddhism. Kazuo Ishiguro is best known for his third novel,
The Remains of the Day, which won the Booker Prize for 1989 and, with the
help of Ruth Prawer Jhabvala and Anthony Hopkins, was made into a hit movie in
1993. I have argued that despite the ultra-British setting of the novel that
borders on parody, the fundamental ethical clash in the novel is between
Confucian etiquette and Zen Buddhist insight. Ishiguro’s fourth novel, The
Unconsoled (1995), further examines what Donald Hall and Roger Ames call
“third wave Confucianism”. The first wave was made by Confucius and his
followers. The second wave was made by institutional and cultural Confucianism
that so successfully reigned in China for two millennia that it is difficult to
separate Confucian tenets from Chinese culture. The third wave is being made by
scholars such as Hall and Ames who are offering Confucianism as a philosophy,
ethics, and culture in dialogue with other world views, especially that of
postmodernism.
The novel offers a psychoanalytic autobiography that gropes and fumbles through
a series of portraits of the main character, Ryder, at different ages in a
search for consolation or truth rendered as the discovery of an underlying,
authentic, and controlling identity. The failure of Ryder’s Romantic and
psychoanalytic quest for self-discovery is better explained by Confucianism than
by postmodern views and methods. Shuffling images of Ryder as other characters
of differing ages — the child Boris, the hopeful young pianist Stephen Hoffman,
the old hotel porter Gustav, the accomplished Mr Ryder himself, and the old
conductor Brodsky — Ishiguro leads readers to the Confucian recognition that “An
individual must develop ... within the human relationships that bind one to
society”. One does not develop “in an abstract, transcendent state” regardless
of context, as Tu Weiming observes. This is necessarily the case because there
are no transcendental truths in the Confucian outlook. There is also no
consolation of an unambiguous reality or identity that exists before we
construct it in language. Thus, the exploration of the question “who am I?” can
only be done in terms of considering different identities framed by different
social contexts at various times of life. At least two of the Confucian “five
human relationships” suggest that age contributes to identity in the
child-to-parent relationship and in the young-to-old relationship.
The main character of The Unconsoled is Ryder, “a man of internationally
recognized genius” who is “not only the world’s finest living pianist, but
perhaps the very greatest of the century”. Vladimir Horowitz may come to mind as
a model, but the more important influence in the novel is the oneiric form of
Franz Kafka’s The Trial. Ishiguro’s novel concerns Ryder’s trial and
anxiety about giving a piano recital of a postmodern work, Asbestos and Fibre,
that will — along with his lecture — inspire the citizens of a nameless East
European city to turn their community into “a city like Antwerp” or Stuttgart,
instead of allowing it to degenerate into “a cold modern city” lacking a soul or
identity. The cause for Ryder’s anxiety is Confucian embarrassment rather than
Judeo-Christian guilt. Ryder hopes to play a mandarin role for the city by
inspiring people to reach for greater cultural heights, even though in the
dreamlike plot his speech is condensed into a haiku and his recital serves as
the requiem for a dead dog.
The most distinctive feature of the novel is its epistemology. Ryder’s
perceptions are dreamlike; meaning is never objective or capable of being
definitively fixed. Indeed, the novel can be construed as Ryder’s lengthy
attempt to define or understand himself through dreaming up a series of
characters recognizable as various ego formations illustrating different stages
of Ryder’s life: Ryder as the child Boris; Ryder as the timid but rising musical
star, Stephen Hoffman; Ryder as the confused but accomplished narrator; and
finally Ryder as Brodsky, the burnt-out, lonely old conductor. Influenced by
Greek and Christian sources, the Western outlook presumes that human identity or
character has a single, definitive form. In Homer, the eulogy for a fallen
warrior publicly fixed his social identity in a way that was not entirely
different from the Christian and Islamic Last Judgment. However, the various
temporal answers to the question of “who is Ryder?” coupled with the expectation
that Ryder’s performance will determine “so much of the future of our city”,
suggest that Japanese Confucianism provides the vocabulary and scheme to explain
the novel.
Before the twentieth century, Westerners generally believed that God or Reason (Logos)
created an a priori or transcendent order. This outlook renders nouns
more real than verbs, empirical objects more real than processes or
relationships. In contrast, Asian systems of thought consider the opposite to be
logically self-evident. They recognize perception as the origin of what we seek
to put into words, to make sense of, or to file away as a memory for later
consideration. Perception involves two processes: an embodied performance (like
swimming or cursive writing) that is also a temporal performance, which means
that, despite what Plato and Isaac Newton thought, time and verbs are
indispensable in the attempt to understand or describe reality. Ryder is a
musician. Music is a product of culture, not nature. The musician’s fingers and
breath produce sounds that are recognized or interpreted as music by an audience
trained in the culture of music. Similarly, all forms or nouns are produced by
culture. Confucianism believes that none is innate to human nature. One cannot
have an innate or latent identity that can be discovered or uncovered. Instead,
one is given various social roles to play in a dynamic that somewhat resembles
Freud’s superego formation.
Frederick Mote claims that the Chinese cosmos differs from classical “Greek
cosmologies in which a logos or demiurge or otherwise conceived master
will external to creation” gave it form. Chinese thought “contrasts still more
strikingly with the ancient Semitic traditions that led to subsequent Christian
and Islamic conceptions of creation ex nihilo by the hand of God.” Mote
believes that “our civilization has been so long content in those narrow
confines that we have found it next to impossible even to comprehend the...
Chinese world view”. Something of the Confucian view might be suggested by this
homely example. Imagine that monkeys and people live in the trees. People climb
down in order to play more complex games and to live more refined lives. Perhaps
people invent a rubber ball and subsequently develop various ball games. Perhaps
they sketch out a court and develop rudimentary rules to play basketball. Over
time the rules are refined. One day Michael Jordan performs, and only then do we
truly understand how to play basketball because his performance is
authoritative, exemplary, and memorable. His performance establishes a tradition
and offers a standard. This is something like the Confucian conception of li
(tradition), which has an authority comparable to Western conceptions of God’s
command or of an inherent scientific principle or pattern. Thus when the
citizens of the nameless city in Ishiguro’s novel seek consolation and
direction, they cannot pray for prophetic guidance or hope to recover a set of
foundational principles. They can only hope that a creative genius will
transform the cacophony of their individual concerns into a civic symphony.
“Discontent grows. And the loneliness. And people... who understand almost
nothing about music” are confused and cry out “for some ordering, for a system
they could comprehend. The people here, they were out of their depth, things
were breaking down. People were afraid, they felt things slipping out of
control”. When they hear exquisite music performed by an authentic master, they
recognize an elegant form, confessing, “That’s it, that’s it, as though I had
just articulated something she had been struggling to formulate for years”. The
shock of recognition is based on socially shared experience, not on some
quasi-physical structure, such as Jung’s archetypes or Plato’s forms.
In a given time and place, everyone has roughly similar experiences, but not
everyone can render his life as an elegant performance. Theodore de Bary
explains that Confucianism relies on “a kind of extraordinary inspiration or
creativity … which enabled specially endowed individuals [mandarins] to come to
new understandings or make new discoveries … and to impart them to others at a
critical stage which called for the revitalization of tradition and reform of
society”. Mr Ryder recognizes that “clearly, this city was expecting of me
something more than a simple recital”. Mr Pederson, a civic leader, explains:
“This is precisely why your help, Mr Ryder, your agreeing to come to our humble
city may prove absolutely crucial to us. The people will listen to you in a way
they would never listen to one of us”.
What will Ryder say to console the city? He does not know. If a prophet fails,
God is presumably still in heaven. If a scientist fails, the truth remains to be
discovered. But when a Confucian artist fails, chaos is not transformed into
order; barbarism is not transformed into civility. Ryder acknowledges that he
“would have to take control of the situation before it disintegrated into
chaos”, but the only way Ryder can “take control” is to give a performance that
will captivate and inspire others to similarly make music of their lives.
When the novel opens, chaos is temporarily held in check by conservation.
Gustav, the hotel porter whose character suggests a museum curator, is proud
that “Frederick the Great is believed to have stayed a night here” and claims
that “there have been events here of great historic interest.” Inevitably the
serendipity and authority of great performances is eroded into empty formalism.
Gustav complains: “Many people here seem to think they can simply put on a
uniform and then that will be it, they’ll be able to do the job. It’s a
delusion”. Formalism degenerates into pedantry and ultimately into an
obsessive-compulsive ritual devoted to meaningless details, evident in Gustav’s
elaborate technique to deliver luggage. Gustav and Hoffman, the hotel manager,
respect authoritative performance, even when it does nothing more than transport
luggage, which symbolizes empty forms. Gustav, who claims that in Lucerne “there
was much greater respect paid to porters”, develops a kind of artistry
for the minimalist profession of carrying luggage (which may remind us of
Kafka’s “The Hunger Artist”.) The appropriation of common tasks, turning them
into a discipline or art, is especially characteristic of Zen Buddhism, which
uses such techniques to occupy the conscious mind, assuming that the really
important and creative work of understanding experience will be done by the
unconscious mind or that, with the conscious mind occupied, perception will have
a pristine, stunning, and even enlightening effect. Unfortunately, Gustav is
neither a Zen Buddhist monk nor a gifted artist. Speaking about postmodern
music, Christoff, the failed civic music conductor, asks, “How can people like
this, untrained, provincial people, how can they ever understand such things,
however great a sense of duty they feel toward the community?” They cannot do
for themselves what they expect from genius — turn the cacophony of their
emotions into music. They expect the genius, or mandarin, to illustrate how to
live elegantly, as though dancing to music instead of jerking through life like
a puppet pulled this way and that by conflicting emotions. “Those gentlemen in
there, they’re the very ones who should be setting an example”.
Genius is a crucial agency in Confucianism. Do Mozart, Confucius, Vladimir
Horowitz, and Mr Ryder lead lives different from the rest of us? They are
certainly more creative. Although the novel’s more than five hundred pages
describe activities spanning three days, Ryder typically reports perceptions
that are not adequately confined to or explained by familiar social
constructions. For example, he perceives his important speech as three sentence
fragments: “Collapsing curtain rails! Poisoned rodents! Misprinted score
sheets!” Yet the next morning he is told: “your after-dinner speech last night,
oh everyone’s talking about how witty and entertaining it was”.
In another incident local journalists manipulate Ryder into having his photo
taken in front of the Sattler Institute. Ryder has no idea who Max Sattler was
or what the Institute means to the local people. When Ryder discovers his
photograph in the newspaper, he sees a Romantic, Beethoven-like figure: “my
features bore an expression of unbridled ferocity. My fist was raised to the
wind, and I appeared to be in the midst of producing some warrior-like roar. I
could not for the life of me understand how such a pose had come about”. A day
later Ryder recomposes the incident, saying, “It occurred to me that I had
somehow, unaccountably, made a miscalculation... in choosing to be photographed
in front of the Sattler monument. At the time, certainly, it had seemed the most
telling way of sending out an appropriate signal. [...] I had, of course, been
all too aware of the pros and cons involved — I could recall how at breakfast
that morning I had sat carefully weighing these up”. Is Ryder composing these
memories like musical notes? Is he creating a temporal pattern for memories that
transforms perceptions into conceptions? Is this how art (cf. li) gives
form and meaning to experience?
Emotions are not only
technically meaningless — requiring language to explain them — they often
overwhelm us, causing us to lose direction and purpose. Ryder projects his own
turbulent emotions onto Sophie, his fiancé, thinking, “If only Sophie could see
clearly what was happening, I know she’d get a grip on things.” He believes: “A
good talk, that’s really all she needs. Just someone to sit down with her for a
few minutes and make her look at things clearly. Help establish what the real
problems are” and “give her back her perspective”. Emotions are not
self-interpreting; they have no context until society and art create occasions
and patterns of meaning. Ryder, in all his guises or stages of life, wants love
but does not know how to get it or control it. As Jean Jacques Rousseau’s
Confessions suggest, the life of genius does not follow safe patterns. The
truly creative music is extemporaneous, made up as life goes along. Still there
is a tenuous melody. Oedipal rejection recurs at different times in Ryder’s life
with different sets of characters. To Sophie, Ryder is the impatient husband and
absent father of her child whom she finally divorces: “leave us. You were always
on the outside of our love”.
Gustav, a father figure,
is also unable to reach Sophie, confessing, “we don’t speak directly” to each
other but use Boris as an intermediary. In fact, this arrangement or
“understanding... started when she was eight years old.” Gustav was putting up a
shelf, and Sophie bothered her dad, wanting attention. Gustav says, “I
maintained my silence. [...] I maintained it completely. She soon became
bewildered and upset.” Gustav imposes three days of silence before “I’d be able
to come in from work, pick her up again, hold her close to me, we’d tell each
other everything”. Of course, the oedipal rupture proves to be lifelong. “One
day followed another, and before you knew it, it [silence] just became the norm
between us”.
When she is eleven, Sophie
sobs uncontrollably for a dead pet, and Gustav pretends not to hear: “I remained
in the bedroom, my ear close to the door. [...] I did of course think several
times I’d go through to her, but then the longer I stood there at the door, the
more odd it seemed that I should suddenly burst in.” Such self-consciousness
about how to act in such emotionally charged situations is characteristic of
Confucian ethics and Japanese culture. He decides, “if she calls for me... if
she knocks or calls for me, then I’ll go in”. The next day, father and daughter
not only resume the silent treatment, but Gustav says, “I realized Sophie
knew I’d been listening” and had chosen not to console her. Gustav hopes
that Ryder, the genius, will have the right words to explain his emotions to
Sophie: “I wondered if you might go and explain things to her. There’s no one
else who could do it”. Ryder is expected to offer the music of consolation that
will transform such psychologically devastating moments into poignant beauty.
The Japanese call this sabi, a key term in Japanese aesthetics. It
denotes recognition of temporality illustrated in art. More specifically, it
alludes to the Buddhist recognition that every perception and emotion is
impermanent (anicca) and ultimately disappointing (dukkha). One of
the most distinctive examples of sabi is viewing cherry blossoms in the
spring in some stage such as the Imperial Garden in Tokyo. Against a
black sky, driven by mild spring winds, the blossoms seem a fragrant blizzard.
With associations of adolescent longing and dreams, the blossoms are the essence
of the ephemeral; beautiful for a day or a week but impossible to preserve even
in symbols. Thus, “wabi-sabi is the quintessential Japanese aesthetic. It is a
beauty of things imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete”, according to Leonard
Koren.
Alienation is illustrated
in another form in the Hoffman family, a subplot that expresses Ryder’s feelings
about himself as a young man. Stephen confesses, “my mother and father had
barely spoken to each other for months”. He believes that it is his fault,
because his parents are profoundly disappointed in what they mistakenly perceive
as his lack of musical genius. Oedipal investment in social roles produces
guilt. Sophie feels that her father suddenly and inexplicably ceased to love
her. She sobs in guilt for killing her pet (Sophie had placed her hamster in a
box to keep him safe and snug, but she forgot him, and the animal was
smothered.) Stephen feels similarly guilty for not providing the music for his
parents’ lives, allowing them to be emotionally smothered. Such guilt and
rejection fuel one’s desire to conform, to act in a way that will win approval
and applause, if not love.
Oedipal development
pursues two tactics: conformity and service. Neither Sophie nor Gustav will
speak first, because the one who speaks first is vulnerable and risks rejection.
Hoffman, the hotel manager, hopes to earn respect and thereby receive love.
However, like a recital that is ruined by a single wrong note, Hoffman is
devastated by a casual remark. Piotrowski, a musical celebrity, mentions that he
has spoken to Hoffman’s “most charming wife” who told him “about her great love
of Baudelaire.” Hoffman laments: “I had never known of her love of Baudelaire!”
because “She had never revealed this passion to me!” Hoffman feels his “heart
breaking” as he sees his wife deftly anticipate Piotrowski’s movement on a couch
to place a cushion “so that by the time his head touched the back of the sofa,
the cushion was there.” Hoffman feels that “it was a movement so full of natural
respect, a desire to be solicitous, to please in a small way. That little
action, it revealed a whole realm of her heart she kept tightly closed to me”,
because he believes she has no respect for him.
When he was courting his
wife, Hoffman pretended to be a composer. Sophie visits Hoffman’s apartment and
asks, “where do you compose your music?” Hoffman echoes Gustav’s disastrous
discipline of silence, saying, “I’ve decided not to compose again for two
years”. Thirty years later, Hoffman hopes that Stephen will produce the music to
win his wife’s affection. Like Sophie sobbing for the father who rejected her,
Hoffman admonishes his wife: “Leave me. Find someone worthy of you.” He says the
world will “know I have nothing. No talent, no sensitivity, no finesse,”
desperately hoping that his wife/mother will say she loves him anyway.
The one-legged alcoholic
Brodsky and his estranged wife, Miss Collins, illustrate the last attempt to
pour emotion into forms that will invite respect and win love. Brodsky recalls
this defining moment in his marriage. He remembers feeling that “the future
might hold something for them after all. Brodsky had been on the verge of
articulating such a thought” when his wife reminds him to do some carpentry work
in the kitchen. Even though it is a trivial incident, Brodsky feels rejected and
never overcomes the alienation he feels. He reflects that “Neither of them had
raised their voices at any point and the entire altercation had lasted no more
than a few seconds. He had not attached much significance to it at the time”.
That night Brodsky hopes to reconcile with his wife when, approaching their
bedroom, he hears her cough: “Somehow, the cough had contained in it all her
perfectionism, her high-mindedness, that part of her that would always ask of
herself if she was applying her energies in the most useful way possible. He had
suddenly felt enormous irritation at her … and walked away”. Like the silence
between Gustav and Sophie, Brodsky and Miss Collins remain estranged: “something
cold had remained in their lives”. Near the end of his life, Brodsky still hopes
for love: “I thought if we only talked, things could come right again.” He
admits, “Deep down. I never really accepted it, what they said about me back
then. I never believed I was just this... this nobody”. Brodsky does not win
Miss Collins’ love, Ryder loses Sophie, and Stephen never wins the approval of
his father. All three performers, however, are successful in pouring emotion
into music. Stephen’s performance of Glass Passions wins “the audience’s
surprise at discovering one of their own young men capable of scaling such
technical heights” and displaying a “strangely intense quality... that virtually
refused to be ignored”. Brodsky’s performance is absurdly successful. Having
lost his artificial leg, Brodksy uses an ironing board as a crutch, transfixing
the audience by “perversely ironing the outer structure of the music” to display
the “life-forms hiding just under the shell.” The audience is “emotionally
gripped by Brodsky”, who “seemed eager to push things still further” in the
direction of Max Sattler’s postmodernism. The borrowed Stuttgart Nagel
Foundation Orchestra, however, mutinies, and Brodsky collapses, unable to escape
desire by cathecting it into a perfect object.
Strangely, art
simultaneously offers personal defeat and public acclaim. Miss Collins remains
aloof, condemning Brodsky for his aesthetic narcissism: “You’ll never be able to
serve the people of this city. … Because you care nothing for their lives.” She
correctly says, “Your music will only ever be about that silly little wound” of
oedipal rejection. Just as Hoffman’s assessment of Stephen’s artistry is warped
by emotional involvement and conventional expectations, so too Miss Collins is
wrong when she says that Brodsky’s music will “never be anything profound,
anything of any value to anyone else”.
Boris, Stephen, and
Brodsky are various avatars of Ryder. Nonetheless, Brodsky steals Ryder’s
spotlight by producing the inspiring and authentic Confucian art: “That
performance Mr Brodsky gave … was the finest thing that’s been heard in this
concert hall for many many years”. Because it is beyond the audience’s
conventional understanding, Brodsky’s performance causes them to “re-assess
themselves and their community in some profound way”. “Mr von Winterstein gave a
fine speech... about the splendid heritage of this city, all the things we’ve
got to be proud of.” It turned out to be just “what we needed” and “made us all
feel good about ourselves and our city”. Ryder himself intends to “say a few
words suggesting we keep in our hearts the meaning of the extraordinary
performance Mr Brodsky was... giving... and that we should endeavour to be true
to the spirit of that performance”, but it is unnecessary.
The novel ends almost as
indecisively as it began. The Buddhist recognition of time and the living
perceptual moment overcome the Confucian hope to render these in a sublime
symphony. Rather, the symphony is produced but ultimately it is simply another
moment in life. Apparently Ryder has given an adequate recital and speech. He
reflects that “As ever, my experience and my instincts had proved more than
sufficient to see me through”. Of course the city is not suddenly transformed
into a different place. Life goes on without objective or transcendental
standards to measure what it means or how successful it is. It is simply life:
motion, time; perhaps, in a rare moment, music.
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