When I want to enjoy beautiful, breathtaking prose I turn to Ishiguro. In this, his first novel, he earns a reputation for moving the reader with his words.
The story of an artist, now retired, expressing how his perceptions have been altered by WWII, Ono’s narration is descriptive and reminiscent. Set in Japan, the reader is given snippets of the post-war history and national dynamic. As I read Ishiguro I am filled with reverence. He writes so beautifully, but under the words is a subtle drama, a slight irony that causes me to look within myself for buried emotions.
A delight.
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