The setting is a Central European city where a renowned pianist has come to give the most im...more
This is subtle metafiction. The novel's form is a veiled commentary on the text's processes and progress. Structurally, I believe it to be Ishiguro’s most daring novel. I think it must have been awfully hard to write, but there’s no smell of the lamp about it. The prose is lighter than air.
Its narrator, Mr Ryder, a pianist of international reputation, checks into a hotel in an unnamed (likely German) provincial city. He’s there to be part of a civi...more
There are spoilers here. But I hardly think they matter.
Since Ishiguro is so concerned with how personal accountability intersects with personal and public delusionality, it only makes sense that he should have written a book in which a man approaches a public concert and keynote--and his family life--with the reckless, responsibility-free logic of dreams (stand up to give a speech and find yourself naked; turn into a pig; go backwards every time you step forwards, and why the hell not? And whil...more
It’s huge and yet I zipped through the thing in little over a week simply because it is compelling and very readable. The best I can come up with to describe this is it’s like reading the literary equivalent of a painting by Magritte – the ordinary, the everyday made surreal.
The story is told in the first person and through the ey...more
Felt bad for Stephan, Boris, Fiona and Brodsky. They never quite got the treatment they deserved. Hoffman and Sophie were probably my least favorite people. Ryder had good intentions but the poor guy was so stressed and tire...more
Qual sarebbe l'idea? Eccola: il romanzo è strutturato come un sogno del protagonista, ma in modo sottile e ben misurato, e proprio come capita nei sogni i concetti di tempo e spazio sono malleabili in funzione delle cose che ci accadono, i ricordi vanno e vengono, le ansie e i timori si tras...more
It's tough, this book. It doesn't come easy. It...more
I’ve had those, mostly at times of stress, when I had a lot on my mind and my life felt out of control. This book is one of those dreams, described in detail for 500 pages. It sounds like a nightmare, quite literally. I t...more
Molto probabilmente i libri onirico-simbolici non fanno per me,fatto sta che non sono riuscita ad apprezzare per niente The Unconsoled come mi era invece successo con i primi tre libri di questo autore.
I personaggi mi sono rimasti antipatici fin dalle prime pagine:tutti loro,da Ryader,a Hoffman,passando per Sophie,mi sono sembrati incapaci di lasciarsi alle spalle il loro passato,i loro errori e di prendere in mano la loro vita e dargli una svolta. Tutti gli abitanti della...more
I've finished a third of the book. I hate not finishing books, especially ones I've gotten as far into as this one, but I have a...more
While I can understand some people liking this book, the constant stalling drove me crazy, and it felt like Ishiguro was deliberately being obtuse to prove how clever he...more
In a way it's an anti-detective novel. Although it's evident that Ishiguro has crafted the book carefully and deliberately created the impression of chaos, trying to detect or piece together a sensible narrative of events and characters is completely against the idea of the book, and if you try to read the text in that way, you'll very l...more
It just goes on and on getting weirder and weirder until you want to use the hefty thing to bash someone over the head with.
The story goes that Ryder arrives in a generic European city with no idea where he is, why he is there or who he is. An interesting premise but one which fails to deliver again and again. The whole thing is written like one of those never-ending dreams where you're constantly going through impossible doors and realising you're late for ap...more
I found this to be a remarkable novel on so many levels. Because the novel of experiment is (being now so weary a thing) prone to skepticism (), please allow me to
Given the work's relative obscurity within Ishiguro's portfolio, as a (cautious) fan of of his work I hoped for the best but didn't expect too much.
Twenty or so pages in: whilst the prose - and poise - of the protagonist (a [perhaps self-imagined?] famous concert pianist visiting a nameless Eastern European capital where expectations...more
Then there's part of me that was tempted to hide the book under my matress and forget about it when I was 1/3 through - so that part of me maybe thinks it deserves a 1 star rating. The book is long. The side-stories are legion. The weird "is this a dream, a nightmare or some kind of (hopefully no...more
Nothing happens as planned or everything happens exactly as the fatalists predicted and it turns out there are no serious consequences.
Reading it, though, is definitely not a waste of time. I don't know if I read for the enjoyment of it or not, but t...more
Ishiguro received the 1989 Man Booker prize for his third novel...more
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you seek consolation from. You'll always go back to your one real love. To that wound! And you know what makes me so angry? Leo, are you listening to me? Your wound, it's nothing special, nothing special at all. In this town alone, I know there are many people with far worse. And yet they carry on, every one of them, with far greater courage than you ever did. They go on with their lives. They become something worthwhile. But you, Leo, look at you. Always tending your wound.”