Never Let Me Go
A Science Fiction, Fiction, Dystopia book. Poor creatures. What did we do to you? With all our schemes and...
In one of the most acclaimed and original novels of recent years, Kazuo Ishiguro imagines the lives of a group of students growing up in a darkly skewered version of contemporary England.Narrated by Kathy, now 31, Never Let Me Go hauntingly dramatises her attempts to come to terms with her childhood at the seemingly idyllic Hailsham School, and with the fate that has always awaited her and her closest friends in the wider world. A story of love, friendship and memory, Never Let Me Go is charged throughout with a sense of the fragility of life.Now a major movie starring Keira Knightley, Carey Mulligan and Andrew Garfield.
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A few minutes later, he said suddenly: 'Kath, can we stop? I'm sorry, I need to get out a minute.' ...I could make out in the mid-distance, near where the field began to fall away, Tommy's figure, raging, shouting, flinging his fists and kicking out. I caught a glimpse of his face in the moonlight, caked in mud and distorted with fury, then I reached for his failing arms and held on tight. He tried to shake me off, but I kept holding on, until he stopped shouting and I felt the fight go out of him. Then I realised he too had his arms around me. And so... We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all. Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go Memory is quite central for me. Part of it is that I like the actual texture of writing through memory... Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go
People with far more patience than me. I didn't want to read this book. The standard covers made it look very unappealing... creepy, in fact.And the cover of the copy that I got is even worse...Teenage soap-opera...?I'm not that interested in reading about England -- or about childhood, for that matter; and English childhoods really bore me to tears... I don't read books... You know those irritating people who talk to children - and old people - as if they were babies, in a puerile, singsong voice?Well, those idiots sprang to mind as I endured the narrative voice of this glacially slow yawnfest of a novel.This is a book so plodding, so dreary and so pretentious that I gave up on it one third of the way...
