Never Let Me Go
The evisceration of Kazuo Ishiguro
As ever, reading Ishiguro is like spending a genteel evening in pleasant, company. The talk is sometimes funny, occasionally a little sorrowful, always engaging. Only when he bids you goodnight, and you close the book, do you look down to find yourself stripped naked and gazing at your own innards.
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Touché, had to get a hold of myself wow
Omg, Hannah, that sounds utterly poetic. I must read this, now! Your review is startling, but I feel it must capture Ishiguro's writing perfectly. Well done!
Bloody hell. Yes, I get that completely.
I hope that was metaphorical. I agree with LC about the blurbs. I wrote a few myself. This was open and raw. Well done.
Best review I've seen so far I think! Some people are just rewriting blurbs, but THIS one really leaves your reader in no doubt at all about your feelings on your subject 😁 Eloquent and visceral, right up my alley.
What! After that ending I half to find out more about this book
Wow.
Oh wow, your review was so deep! I gotta check it out!
Wow this is so intriguing. 😳
That ol' trickery! too right you are!
You are 💯 spot on. Fantastic book and the first of his I read. Great piece of writing!
Phenomenal work!
"find yourself stripped naked and gazing at your own innards" that's a good summary. its the only Kazuo Ishiguro book I have read and I found it incredibly original, unsettling, and a book that makes us think of parallels with the general human condition of all of us.