{"id":93834,"date":"2016-01-26T20:37:57","date_gmt":"2016-01-27T01:37:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=93834"},"modified":"2016-01-27T11:11:52","modified_gmt":"2016-01-27T16:11:52","slug":"the-nose","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2016\/01\/26\/the-nose\/","title":{"rendered":"The Nose"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_93836\" style=\"width: 610px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/01\/carbuncle.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-93836\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-93836\" class=\"wp-image-93836\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/01\/carbuncle.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"485\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/01\/carbuncle.jpg 806w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/01\/carbuncle-300x242.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/01\/carbuncle-768x620.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-93836\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">An operator treating the carbuncled nose of an obese patient, James Gillray, 1801. Image\u00a0via Wellcome Library<\/p><\/div>\n<p>A lot of things are a century old this year: Boeing, Roald Dahl, the Professional Golfers\u2019 Association. Another is Akutagawa Ry\u016bnosuke\u2019s short story \u201cThe Nose,\u201d published in January 1916 in a student magazine called <em>Shinshich\u014d.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe Nose,\u201d which bears no relation to Gogol\u2019s famous story of the same name, is a pretty standard parable about vanity. It stars Zenchi Naigu, a Buddhist priest with a massive schnoz\u2014he needs aides to hold it aloft with a stick during meals. This is, as you can imagine, kind of unseemly, so Naigu undertakes a series of drastic schnoz-reduction measures, only to realize that his newly unembellished nose makes him even more self-conscious than the original had. He tries to catch a cold so his nose plumps up again. It does. He is at peace. And\u2014scene!\u00a0<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>None of this will exactly rewire your\u00a0brain. But in its vivid, sometimes grotesque details, \u201cThe Nose\u201d has staying power, especially in the age of the selfie. <a href=\"http:\/\/share.nanjing-school.com\/englisha\/files\/2013\/02\/The-Nose-by-Ryunosuke-Akutagawa-2bjsjni.pdf\">A translation by Takashi Kojima<\/a> renders Naigu\u2019s narcissism especially well:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>When there was no one about, he would examine his nose in the mirror and look at it from various angles, taxing his ingenuity to the utmost \u2026 prodding his cheeks, or putting his finger on the tip of his chin \u2026 It often happened that the more he studied his nose, the longer it seemed to be.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>You can imagine him scrolling diligently through every available Instagram filter, mastering his <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Duck_face\" target=\"_blank\">duck face<\/a> and his <a href=\"http:\/\/www.cosmopolitan.com\/style-beauty\/beauty\/news\/a47461\/new-selfie-face\/\" target=\"_blank\">fish gape<\/a>. It\u2019s only fitting that such a man would pursue a gruesome quasi-rhinoplasty, yes? With the help of a trusty disciple, Naigu boils his nose and then watches, seemingly disembodied, as it\u2019s trampled on:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>His disciple brought in an iron ladle, water so hot that no one could have put a finger into it \u2026 His nose, no matter how long it was soaked in the scalding water, was immune from ill effect \u2026 the disciple set about trampling about on that steaming object \u2026 His nose having undergone this treatment for some time, what seemed to be grains of millet began to appear, at which sight his disciple stopped trampling and said, \u201cI was told to pull them out with tweezers.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The nose looked like a plucked and roasted chicken \u2026 Zenchi reluctantly watched his disciple extract, from the pores of his nose, feathers of fat curled to half an inch in diameter \u2026 \u201cNow, your Reverence, we have only to boil it once more, and it\u2019ll be all right.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>The same thing that gives Ry\u016bnosuke\u2019s story its satirical force is what makes it so uncanny, at least to a contemporary reader: <em>the guy can\u2019t feel his nose<\/em>. This proboscis of his is apparently without nerve endings\u2014a numb hunk of flesh protruding from his face. In the story\u2019s most haunting moment, Zenchi\u2019s disciple asks for confirmation that his insistent trampling is totally painless; Zenchi, unable to shake his head because his nose is pinned down, can only fix his gaze on his disciple\u2019s chapped feat and murmur that the procedure is, if anything, comfortable.<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s a book to be written about the evolution of the nose in pop culture (retrouss\u00e9, button-cute, Roman, Nixonian) though maybe only the nasally well-endowed (read: me) would take an interest in it. \u201cThe Nose,\u201d with its distended psychology, would rate an entire chapter\u2014read it before bed and it will, despite its seeming simplicity, wend its way into your dreams. It launched a successful career for Ry\u016bnosuke, who\u2019s still known as \u201cthe father of the Japanese short story.\u201d He suffered hallucinations and anxiety\u2014both, sadly, are on evidence in \u201cThe Nose\u201d\u2014and committed suicide when he was only thirty-five.<\/p>\n<p>As for the ending, I won\u2019t spoil it or the nose re-enlargement saga for you, except to say that it leads to a stunner of a last sentence: \u201cHis long nose dangled in the autumn breeze of early morning.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><em>Dan Piepenbring is the web editor of <\/em>The Paris Review.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A lot of things are a century old this year: Boeing, Roald Dahl, the Professional Golfers\u2019 Association. 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