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  <read_at>Mon Jun 01 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
  <date_added>Fri Jun 26 03:04:26 -0700 2009</date_added>
  <date_updated>Fri Jun 26 03:04:53 -0700 2009</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[Hmmm... While I enjoyed the pace of these stories, and the ease of them, I kind of felt like I was going through each one waiting for that kick that Ishiguro has delivered in every other thing of his I've read (all novels).  And it's not in these. He's going for something much softer. <br/><br/>And his writing is quite ordinary. Which always made sense in the context of his earlier novels, but in here there's no real excuse for a middle-aged musician to talk so plainly unless he's kind of... plain? I get the feeling these stories are very considered and carefully balanced, but what I'm getting out my end is... kind of flat.<br/><br/>The overall message is quite bleak: love dies, people change. There's an obvious thread running through the five stories. Music and change. It's not too subtle, unless there's something I'm missing.<br/><br/>While I didn't feel like I was wasting my time, this had very little of the mystery and layering I love this author for. One story had me in fits of laughing. At least two I really didn't like.]]></body>
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