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A Pale View of Hills: A Novel

Written by Kazuo Ishiguro

Narrated by Roe Kendall

Rating: 3.5 out of 5 stars

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From the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature and author of the Booker Prize-winning novel The Remains of the Day, here is the story of Etsuko, a Japanese woman now living alone in England, dwelling on the recent suicide of her daughter. In a novel where past and present confuse, she relives scenes of Japan's devastation in the wake of World War II.

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Release dateAug 14, 2012
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A Pale View of Hills: A Novel
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Kazuo Ishiguro

Kazuo Ishiguro nació en Nagasaki en 1954, pero se trasladó a Inglaterra en 1960. Es autor de ocho novelas –Pálida luz en las colinas (Premio Winifred Holtby), Un artista del mundo flotante (Premio Whitbread), Los restos del día (Premio Booker), Los inconsolables (Premio Cheltenham), Cuando fuimos huérfanos, Nunca me abandones (Premio Novela Europea Casino de Santiago), El gigante enterrado y Klara y el Sol– y un libro de relatos –Nocturnos–, obras extraordinarias que Anagrama ha publicado en castellano. En 2017 fue galardonado con el Premio Nobel de Literatura.

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    OK, so my own wacky interpretation of this novel is that Etsuko resented Sachiko's mistreatment of Mariko, and out of pity for Mariko she kidnapped her and took on the role of her mother. Moving to the UK and renaming her Keiko to get away from the trauma. The stark difference in the way Etsuko and Sachiko feel about Mariko makes me feel they can't be one and the same.This isn't as well written or polished as Kazuo Ishiguro's later works, but certainly worth a read. If only for the discussion points and ambiguity in the final few chapters.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    In Ishiguro's first novel, A Pale View of Hills, an older woman named Etsuko is living alone in England and is visited by her younger daughter, Niki. This visit elicits a number of reflections in Etsuko - from more recent half-formed thoughts about her older daughter Keiko's suicide to older memories of when Etsuko was a young wife, pregnant with her first child and living in post-World War II Nagasaki. Many of these memories circle around Etsuko's friendship with a neighbor named Sachiko and her daughter Mariko. Others recall Etsuko's first husband, Jiro, and her father-in-law, Ogata.As with all of Ishiguro's works that I've read so far, the writing style in this novel is smooth and flows easily, although it is a bit less polished than his later books. Etsuko warns the reader early on that she is an unreliable narrator, but exactly how true that is does not become entirely clear until very near the end of the novel. Ishiguro's mastery in this book is to write something that is evocative and interesting but does not seem to be particularly significant all along and then throw in a monkey wrench by way of a few lines that cause the reader to re-evaluate not only the scene that just occurred but also everything else they took for granted in the story. Indeed, this is a book that will leave the reader mulling over it long after its ending, with various interpretations being put forth by each reader.In addition to its mysterious and not fully explained content, this book explores many themes. Most notable is of course the reliability of memory, but there are also topics concerning motherhood and the parent/child relationship, generational relationships in general, the contrast - and sometimes conflict - between modernity and tradition, cultural differences and appropriation, and the effects of war on the human psyche. This little book packs a solid amount of food for thought. While some readers may find the lack of a conclusive ending off-putting, I think it's well worth the read and recommend it for when you're in the mood for something thought-provoking.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I love the writing and quiet voice of Kazuo Ishiguro, this story (or parallel stories) of post-war Japan moves along quietly in the shadow of the death by suicide of Etsuko's eldest daughter.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I love the writing and quiet voice of Kazuo Ishiguro, this story (or parallel stories) of post-war Japan moves along quietly in the shadow of the death by suicide of Etsuko's eldest daughter.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Ishiguro has written this novel with the spare grace of a Japanese painting- a brush stroke here, another there; you must infer the rest. Past and present shift and blur at times. One is not entirely sure how many women there are in this story, or who is who. Etsuko, a Japanese born woman living in Japan, is dealing with the recent suicide of her elder daughter. With her younger daughter staying with her, she reflects on her own past in Japan, when she was a young wife, pregnant with her first child. Living in Nagasaki, the city so recently devastated by the American bomb, she becomes friends with Sachiko, a woman who-along with a young daughter- lives in a shack that has no electricity or water, spends her days working in a noodle shop and her evenings with an American service man who she expects to take her to live with him when he is shipped back home. This life is very different from Etsuko’s- she is married to a man who expects instant obedience from her and spends her days cleaning and cooking. Sachiko’s daughter, Mariko, is a fey child who does not go to school and spends her time by herself or with a batch of kittens, sometimes speaking of a woman that no one else sees. And there is a child murderer on the loose.... How accurate are Etsuko’s memories? Is there more to her past than she admits in her mind? Does she have some connection with the murderer, or with Sachiko? These things are unresolved. Memory can be like that; many times one doesn’t see the past in a clear cut way. In the 24 hours since I finished reading this book, I’ve wondered over and over about these things and am no closer to the answer, but the wondering is a pleasant thing.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I feel like someone could and probably already has written a dissertation on this book. It's so good, so layered, with multiple possible interpretations of the actual facts of the story. The writing is crisp and there's an element of suspense (or wtf is going on?) that makes it a very quick read. The post-WWII Japan setting is amazing and educational. There's so much to think about politically. How does a country completely restructure itself and who gets left behind in the process? There are the themes of east vs. west, individualism vs familial bonds, meaning in motherhood, feminism, aging, grief, good vs evil, processing of the past... Every bit of this book is perfection, that fucked up, twisted ending included.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    A Pale View of the Hills (Faber) is Kazuo Ishiguro’s first novel, initially published in 1982. Etsuko lives in the UK but looks back to her earlier life in post war, and post atom bomb, Nagasaki. A change emerges between traditional Japanese values and the familial relationships, and the ‘Western’ influences which appeared to influence the new generation. Her new life in England is not necessarily the better one she was seeking and has its own tragedy. Ishiguro’s beautifully simple prose disguises the enigmatic nature of the story that is being told on more than one level.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    A strange story of a Japanese woman who I think is in England after her daughter died or she lived in England and her daughter died, It jumps for the present to the past in post war Japan, to be honest I lost the plot somewhere along the way but I like his stuff so I stayed with it. I kep expecting some meaningfulm insight into things but it seemd like endless reminiscience…maybe I missed somnething?
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    It's amazing that "A Pale View of Hills" is Kazuo Ishiguro's debut novel. It's strong work and bears so many hallmarks of his future novels as well.Here, our narrator is a Japanese woman who now lives in America, reminiscing about her life in Nagasaki. She tells a tale that appears to mirror her own life (or was her own life, I wasn't totally sure.) It's the story of the relationships between parents and children and what is seen and unseen (intentionally or not.)There were some similarities to Ishiguro's later work, but I still enjoyed this a lot.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Een kort, maar merkwaardig boekje. Je begint eraan en het lijkt een vrij conventioneel verteld verhaal door Etsuko, een Japanse die al jaren in Engeland woont en die het trauma verwerkt van een dochter die net gestorven is. Ze spreekt daarover met haar enige andere dochter, die bij haar op bezoek is. Het grootste deel van het boek bestaat uit flashbacks, naar de tijd dat de vrouw in de Japanse stad Nagasaki woonde, enkele jaren na de atoombom, en in verwachting was van haar eerste kind. Ze haalt vooral herinneringen op aan haar omgang met een merkwaardige vrouw die samen met haar dochtertje in een afgelegen huisje bij de rivier woont. Geleidelijk aan wordt duidelijk dat het verhaal niet zo simpel is als eerst gedacht. De dochter van Etsuko blijkt zelfmoord te hebben gepleegd, en de andere dochter blijkt een halfzuster uit het tweede huwelijk van de vrouw, met een Engelsman. In de Japanse scenes duikt een nogal onbehouwen echtgenoot op en diens vader, die staat voor het vooroorlogse Japan. Maar vooral de omgang met de vrouw bij de rivier is merkwaardig, want die houdt er een heel aparte levensstijl op na en verwaarloost klaarblijkelijk haar dochter. In steeds sneller tempo worden verontrustende en mysterieuze elementen rondgestrooid, waardoor het verhaal de sfeer van een thriller krijgt. Een echte ontknoping is er niet, maar ik kan wel verklappen dat Ishiguro je tegen het einde volledig in de war brengt, zodat je je na het dichtklappen van het boek afvraagt of je niet heel de tijd bij de neus bent genomen, en dit boek over iets heel anders gaat dan aanvankelijk leek. Er circuleren allerlei theorie?n over hoe je deze roman moet interpreteren (droomverbeelding, traumatische hallucinatie, ...) en wat de hoofdthema?s zijn (problematische moeder-dochter-relatie/het trauma van het Japans oorlogsverleden/de moeilijke overplanting van de ene cultuur in de andere/?). Ik merk dat de meeste reviewers er niet uitkomen, en dat geldt ook voor mij. Wat ik wel weet, is dat Ishiguro in dit debuut al een meesterschap toont dat onge?venaard is. Vooral de langzame dialoogscenes zijn beklijvend, door wat onuitgesproken blijft. In die zin doet het erg Japans aan. Helemaal geslaagd vind ik het boekje niet, maar beklijvend is het alleszins!
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I liked this story and the style of writing. I was puzzled, though, as to what the story was trying to express. I thought it was going to tell about the narrator's daughter Kikei, but it did not. I had to go to the Wikipedia article about this story to be sure I understood it correctly. I wasn't sure why the story of Kikei was dropped and the story of Sachiko and Mariko expounded. I also had a hard time remembering that Etsuko was in Great Britain and not in Japan. I did feel the recurrent theme of the change in relationship between children and their elders. The lack of respect for elders was disturbing in the way it was evoked in the book. This is a very interesting story and worthwhile read!
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    3.5 stars - This book was well written and had that surreal feeling of Ishiguro's novels, but was lacking the unforgettable haunting quality of The Remains of the Day and Never Let Me Go which were both amazing books and two of my favorites. The basic story is about a woman named Etsuko who is mourning the suicide of her daughter. Most of the rest of the book is told as a flashback where Etsuko remembers her past life in Nagasaki after the war, and the difficulty she had in trying to escape the poverty and bleakness of her life. The book has a bit of a twist/mystery to it which leaves you wondering, but in some ways I was expecting a different type of 'ah ha' revelation that would explain a bit more about why Etsuko's daughter commits suicide.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    This is a beautiful novel that calls for patient and careful reading. I admire the way it's constructed. The cares and concerns of three pairs of mothers and daughters are refracted off one another. The first two pair live near a resurgent Nagasaki sometime toward the end of the American Occupation of Japan, about 1951-52. Here the pregnant Etsuko, who narrates, lives with her husband Jiro, in a new concrete residential building along the river. From her window, across a stretch of wasteland, Etsuko can see, much closer to the river, an old cottage built in the traditional style. It is there that Sachiko and her daughter Mariko live. The third mother-daughter pair are in England of about 1980 or so. This pair is comprised of an older Etsuko and Niki, a daughter Etsuko has had by a second English-born husband. Another daughter, Keiko, fathered by Jiro, presumably the child Etsuko carries in the earlier timeframe, has recently committed suicide in her Manchester flat. Moreover, Etsuko's second husband has also died. (We never learn what became of Jiro.) So one can see why Etsuko is unreliable for reasons too traumatic to face. She has lived through the American bombing of Nagasaki, but her wounds are entirely psychological. She has lost much, but specifically what she has lost is never described, only intimated. Ishiguro's elliptical style seems fully mature here in his first novel. It's unquestionably the same one he uses in later works. The penultimate page contains what we might call the narrative atomic-bomb. On reading it this second time--my memory of the subtle story had grown hazy over the intervening years--I all but jumped from my chair. Brilliant stuff, highly recommended.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A poised, elliptical story of post-war Japan and contrasting cultures, generations and family relationships.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A dialogue-driven story set in Nagasaki during the American administration of Japan following WWII. The telling is rather shrouded in the admittedly hazy memory of the narrator, Etsuko, who tells of her friendship with a perhaps disingenuous and even irrational woman and her equally strange daughter. Set among their housing in a rutty riverside bottomland outside the city. Her then-husband and father-in-law effectively represent the debate between "new", American-influenced societal/political thinking versus the "old", conservative traditions in Japanese culture. The story occasionally jumps to England decades later, from which point our Etsuko looks back. A family tragedy in the ensuing years vaguely attaches to the Nagasaki memories, which is both an intriguing and frustrating element forthe reader. Ishiguro's first novel - his next two were better in my view.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Beautiful writing, as always. Thoughtful, contemplative. Unreliable. Figuring it out really isn't the point, feeling it is.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Very good in the ways that Kazuo Ishiguro usually is.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Een kort, maar merkwaardig boekje. Je begint eraan en het lijkt een vrij conventioneel verteld verhaal door Etsuko, een Japanse die al jaren in Engeland woont en die het trauma verwerkt van een dochter die net gestorven is. Ze spreekt daarover met haar enige andere dochter, die bij haar op bezoek is. Het grootste deel van het boek bestaat uit flashbacks, naar de tijd dat de vrouw in de Japanse stad Nagasaki woonde, enkele jaren na de atoombom, en in verwachting was van haar eerste kind. Ze haalt vooral herinneringen op aan haar omgang met een merkwaardige vrouw die samen met haar dochtertje in een afgelegen huisje bij de rivier woont. Geleidelijk aan wordt duidelijk dat het verhaal niet zo simpel is als eerst gedacht. De dochter van Etsuko blijkt zelfmoord te hebben gepleegd, en de andere dochter blijkt een halfzuster uit het tweede huwelijk van de vrouw, met een Engelsman. In de Japanse scenes duikt een nogal onbehouwen echtgenoot op en diens vader, die staat voor het vooroorlogse Japan. Maar vooral de omgang met de vrouw bij de rivier is merkwaardig, want die houdt er een heel aparte levensstijl op na en verwaarloost klaarblijkelijk haar dochter. In steeds sneller tempo worden verontrustende en mysterieuze elementen rondgestrooid, waardoor het verhaal de sfeer van een thriller krijgt. Een echte ontknoping is er niet, maar ik kan wel verklappen dat Ishiguro je tegen het einde volledig in de war brengt, zodat je je na het dichtklappen van het boek afvraagt of je niet heel de tijd bij de neus bent genomen, en dit boek over iets heel anders gaat dan aanvankelijk leek. Er circuleren allerlei theorieën over hoe je deze roman moet interpreteren (droomverbeelding, traumatische hallucinatie, ...) en wat de hoofdthema’s zijn (problematische moeder-dochter-relatie/het trauma van het Japans oorlogsverleden/de moeilijke overplanting van de ene cultuur in de andere/…). Ik merk dat de meeste reviewers er niet uitkomen, en dat geldt ook voor mij. Wat ik wel weet, is dat Ishiguro in dit debuut al een meesterschap toont dat ongeëvenaard is. Vooral de langzame dialoogscenes zijn beklijvend, door wat onuitgesproken blijft. In die zin doet het erg Japans aan. Helemaal geslaagd vind ik het boekje niet, maar beklijvend is het alleszins!
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A disturbing short novel. A Japanese woman expat in England reminisces about her early life in Nagasaki shortly after the end of the war. She remembers a friend with a child with dreams of being taken to the USA by her unreliable American boyfriend. The child imagines an old lady across the river. Back in England other memories are of a daughter committing suicide. But who is who? Is the memory of Japan of herself or another woman? Is the memory of the strange child in Japan her own child? As she gets older is she trying to make sense of her own life?

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    This novel, about an older woman (Etsuko) reflecting on her past in Japan after her daughter's suicide, was one of those stories that seems deceptively simple until the very end. I've read and loved other Ishiguro novels, and the same themes run through this debut: a possibly unreliable narrator, a haunting past casting a long shadow on the present, a desire to both escape and delve deeper into such a past for answers. Who Etsuko really was is ultimately left up to the reader, which is frustrating but makes sense given her state of mind. SPOILER ALERT (because I just can't help myself): I think Etsuko's memories of other people are really dissociated memories of her own actions that she finds shameful, regretful, and believes to have led to her daughter's suicide, which made my blood run cold when I realized this.

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  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    I've read two Ishiguro novels before, so I sort of knew what to expect. Though the subjects at the heart of his novel can be night and day, there seems to be a similarity in tone and in narrative voice. Expecting that, I went into A Pale View of Hills looking for the trap, hoping to spot in what ways the narrator was unreliable. And here's the problem: I spotted it in chapter 1. It seemed much too obvious. Or at least I thought I had spotted it. After finishing the novel, I was slightly confused on why some elements were included, so I looked them up. What I found were comments from people saying they didn't get it until the final moment, or on a second reading; there were theories that were so far left of what I thought had happened that I questioned if I wasn't a moron. Maybe I had been looking too hard for the solution and had misjudged. Perhaps my early theory tainted my reading and I missed obvious clues. I don't know. That's the problem with this book is that nothing is clear. I still don't know whether I'm an intuitive reader who picked up the clues in the very first chapter, or an idiot who still doesn't get it. (If you've read this novel and have a theory, I'd love to hear it.)As far as the story, it was mostly what I expected. It certainly had that Ishiguro signature to it. That being said, this was a debut novel and I certainly felt it was a little weak. For starters, all the pieces don't quite come together (or my misinterpretation of events altered their ability to come together). Secondly, the dialogue is a great chore to slog through. Why is it so repetitive? Is this meant to be a literary device? Is it meant to evoke local dialect? For those who haven't read the novel, I'm not talking about the occasional repeated phrase—it happens on nearly every page. A character will say something three, four times, then repeat the same phrase three times ten pages later, then repeat it again twelve pages later, and on and on. Whatever its purpose, it is irritating and unfortunately that hinders my enjoyment of the story.A Pale View of Hills has left me with many uncertainties. It's a decent novel, but where it is strongest is in its mysteries. Unfortunately, the mysteries may be too thick. Thirty-two years after its publication, it seems people are still arguing what really happened. I have my theory. I think I'm right. But knowing that I may never know for sure is really bothersome.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    As always, Kazuo Ishiguro delivers a masterfully written and melancholy work.

    A middle-aged Japanese woman living in England receives a visit from her semi-estranged younger daughter, following the suicide of her older daughter.

    As the narrator, the middle-aged woman, Etsuko, tells the story of another woman, Sachiko, claiming: “I never knew Sachiko well. In fact, our friendship was no more than a matter of some several weeks one summer many years ago.” It doesn’t take long to realize that Etsuko seems remarkably emotionally involved – if that was the case, and if she’s telling the truth. As the novel progresses, more and more parallels between the painful lives of Etsuko and Sachiko become evident.

    It’s left up to the reader to decide what might be factually true – but the book is really about emotional truth – a musing on the idea that, as Ishiguro describes it: “the English are fond of their idea that our race has an instinct for suicide, as if further explanations are unnecessary.” The novel’s descriptions of the trauma following the years of WWII, and the details of how the social upheaval of that time affected the lives of ordinary people, work toward giving part of an explanation.

    A sad, but beautiful and illuminating book.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Ishiguro has written this novel with the spare grace of a Japanese painting- a brush stroke here, another there; you must infer the rest. Past and present shift and blur at times. One is not entirely sure how many women there are in this story, or who is who. Etsuko, a Japanese born woman living in Japan, is dealing with the recent suicide of her elder daughter. With her younger daughter staying with her, she reflects on her own past in Japan, when she was a young wife, pregnant with her first child. Living in Nagasaki, the city so recently devastated by the American bomb, she becomes friends with Sachiko, a woman who-along with a young daughter- lives in a shack that has no electricity or water, spends her days working in a noodle shop and her evenings with an American service man who she expects to take her to live with him when he is shipped back home. This life is very different from Etsuko’s- she is married to a man who expects instant obedience from her and spends her days cleaning and cooking. Sachiko’s daughter, Mariko, is a fey child who does not go to school and spends her time by herself or with a batch of kittens, sometimes speaking of a woman that no one else sees. And there is a child murderer on the loose.... How accurate are Etsuko’s memories? Is there more to her past than she admits in her mind? Does she have some connection with the murderer, or with Sachiko? These things are unresolved. Memory can be like that; many times one doesn’t see the past in a clear cut way. In the 24 hours since I finished reading this book, I’ve wondered over and over about these things and am no closer to the answer, but the wondering is a pleasant thing.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    I don't trust Kazuo Ishiguro's narrators an inch, so reading this I just settled in and waited for her to reveal herself. I'm not entirely sure what exactly happened in this novel -- I've got multiple interpretations turning over in my head -- but I loved it. The slowly building sense of something not being quite right, the odd moments of disquiet -- the fact that everything is implication works perfectly, for me.

    It's not particularly surprising for Ishiguro's work, in that sense: it's very much his usual style and content. I enjoyed it a lot, but I can understand why people wouldn't -- it's quite devoid of content, it's all atmosphere, and even what's there isn't so trustworthy, so... there are no answers here, basically, no resolution, and that can feel very unsatisfying.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Unusual, but striking story
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Fantastic book, with a conclusion that I imagine I'll be trying to wrap my head around for days. I will definitely be rereading this book again soon with a fresh perspective.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    I just couldn't connect to this novel, or any of the characters. Even the narrator managed to be completely distant.

    For all the conversations, so little was said. They didn't even seem to talk around the issues, so much as avoid them entirely. However, near the end, I began to sort of understand a few of the characters' situations. And yet--- I just couldn't connect with any of them.

    I guess I just wanted more. More history, more backstory, more sense. Maybe less creepiness from Sachiko. While eventually I understood what *had* happened, nothing meant anything because it wasn't connected.

    However, it was beautifully written, so carefully drawn. Perhaps I just didn't give it enough focus. And I did read it quickly. Worth reading, especially to talk about. It would be a fun novel to read in a group and would benefit from discussion, I think.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    The novel is the story of Etsuko, a Japanese widow now living alone in England, dwelling on the recent suicide of her daughter. Retreating into the past, she finds herself reliving one particular summer in Nagasaki, when the people of Japan were struggling to rebuild their lives after the war. As she recalls her strange friendship with Sachiko - a wealthy woman reduced to vagrancy – and Sachiko’s dysfunctional relationship with her young daughter, the story becomes eerie and unreliable.This slim novel packs a punch. I loved the insight it provided into Japanese culture and the emotional obstacles faced as a result of WWII. Without giving much away, I am still thinking about this book and the different possibilities for what was meant and what happened.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    This is the second novel I have read by Ishiguro - the first was Never Let Me Go which is one of the best novels I've ever read. This one, his debut novel, was very different for me. It goes back and forth in time about a woman who lived in Nagasaki not long after the bomb was dropped. The part that takes place in the past revolves around her relationship with a poor neighbor woman with a young daughter, at a time when she is pregnant with her first child. The novel reflects a lot on the culture in Japan at the time. When the novel jumps back to the current time, her relationship with her own daughter is explored, and there is another relationship that is touched on - that of her first daughter, who has committed suicide. To be honest, I'm not 100% sure of what really happened to the narrator, her poor neighbor friend, or her friend's daughter. An unsettling novel, just like Never Let Me Go was for me. I will definitely read more Ishiguro.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Read this too quickly... want to approach it again, this time without speeding through to search for answers and resolution.