In one of the most acclaimed and strange 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.
My name is Kathy H. I’m thirty-one years old, and I’ve been a carer now for over eleven years.
not my cup of tea:
I’m not sure what I was supposed to get out of that. A debate about ethical cloning? The future of health care and organ donation? Remembrances of petty childhood disagreements? I wanted to DNF so many times, and for some reason, I persisted. But it was not worth it.
There are little nuggets of what could be an interesting thought experiment or a haunting story, but I was mostly left bored and disinterested. These ‘friends’ are the worst – I’m not sure how anyone put up with Ruth for hours, let alone let her run their lives for days. The whole cloning and donating and completing thing was so vague it felt unimportant. The entire setup – a country estate to raise clones and hope to prove they have souls – was too weird to be believable. The writing jumped all over the place (much like my review), so I couldn’t connect to the narrative. I just didn’t get it.
I’m baffled as to how this is rated so highly and what everyone else seems to love about it. I tried, I really did, but I was left feeling like it was a waste of time, and I wish I had given up.