Speaking of rocks on your chest
We were just talking about The Age of Innocence and how we love it even if it makes us feel bad—or love it because it makes us feel, period. Here’s another cruel, beautiful book: Kazuo Ishiguro’s The Remains of the Day, reread and reconsidered by Salman Rushdie.
Anthony Hopkins as the butler Stevens: the opposite of Hannibal Lecter.
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August 20th, 2012 at 15:40
Our book club selected The Remains of the Day as July’s book of the month. I couldn’t agree with you more; it’s devastating, flawless, and almost perfect.
Our youngest member (13 years old) couldn’t get into it, so we asked him to keep his copy and reread it after a decade or so.
August 22nd, 2012 at 12:08
How long before I recover?
The heartbreak in Never Let Me Go builds up very quietly but steadily – much like anesthesia slowly and painfully wearing off.