The Buried Giant by Kazuo Ishiguro


In this book, Ishiguro takes on a new genre. Most, I think, would file this novel under Fantasy. A couple journey across post-Arthurian Britain to visit their son whom they haven’t seen in many years. They meet an interesting cast of characters along the way. I had considered myself an Ishiguro fan before this novel, but I didn’t like it. I found it to be plodding. That pace does serve a purpose – it emphasizes the interplay between time and memory, quite convincingly. And I came to appreciate this book more after a book-club meeting and some good discussion.

Gwenamon says: Meh

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