The Buried Giant
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3.5
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Kazuo Ishiguro
NATIONAL BESTSELLER • From the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature and author of Never Let Me Go and the Booker Prize–winning novel The Remains of the Day comes a luminous meditation on the act of forgetting and the power of memory. In post-Arthurian Britain, the wars that once raged between the Saxons and the Britons have finally ceased. Axl and Beatrice, an elderly British couple, set off to visit their son, whom they haven't seen in years. And, because a strange mist has caused mass amnesia throughout the land, they can scarcely remember anything about him. As they are joined on their journey by a Saxon warrior, his orphan charge, and an illustrious knight, Axl and Beatrice slowly begin to remember the dark and troubled past they all share. By turns savage, suspenseful, and intensely moving, The Buried Giant is a luminous meditation on the act of forgetting and the power of memory.
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Author
Kazuo Ishiguro
Pages
336
Publisher
Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
Published Date
2015-03-03
ISBN
0385353227 9780385353229
Ratings
Google: 4
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"Ever wondered what times were like after King Arthur in Britain? Me neither LOL. <br/><br/>Nevertheless I did appreciate a theme throughout the book that questioned whether it’s living in your memories vs living in the moment. The rest of it was kinda just not my cup of tea. And a little boring IMO."
""The Buried Giant" is a strange, surreal account of an old couple as they wander through post-Arthurian England trying to find their son. The plot gimmick is that everyone seems to have amnesia and the past is lost in a fog of forgetfulness. As Axl and Beatrice perambulate along, they encounter various characters that serve as Ishiguro's extended metaphors for death, innocence, and forgiveness.<br/><br/>The narrative has an odd (and often dark) dreamlike quality that reminds me of Umberto Eco's "Name of the Rose." Wasn't quite my cup of tea, but I can understand and appreciate Ishiguro's masterful style.<br/><br/>Review cross-posted from <a href="http://books.max-nova.com/the-buried-giant">http://books.max-nova.com/the-buried-giant</a>"
"This is one of those books that, after you finish it, has you staring off into space & thinking about what it all means. This novel challenges the reader to dig into their past, future & present to answer questions posed in the plot. The writing is spare and elegant. I thoroughly enjoyed it."
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Sherrie Guerin
"The Buried Giant begins as a couple set off across a troubled land of mist and rain in the hope of finding a son they have not seen in years. Maybe he left in anger; maybe he didn't. Maybe they meant to see him years ago; maybe they didn't. It comes up in faded half-remembered conversations, and then drifts off again, until they themselves drift off in their quest and find a country that often drifts in much the same way. They face dragons and invaders and monsters and strange encounters, and they cling to the memory of their goal as they travel on.<br/><br/>The more I think about this, the more I wonder if Ishiguro really meant to talk about the nature of memory itself rather than the fantasy implications, and how truly fleeting and fragile it is, and I am absolutely projecting my own experiences onto the allusions of the book.<br/><br/>My grandfather was diagnosed with Alzheimer's when I was 13. I lived next door to my grandparents, and so I became a witness to his suffering and a participant in his care by virtue of that proximity. And from some of the reactions of the couple in The Buried Giant, it makes me wonder if Ishiguro has some personal experience with the tragedy that is the loss of self with the loss of memory. Their total confusion and anger at the loss of their candle, and their general sense of ephemeral purpose and history seem very familiar to me, and maybe it made the book that much more poignant in the end.<br/><br/>But the thing that really drove home his point about the elusive nature of memory is when I discussed this with my grandmother a couple of weeks ago. I felt a sense of shame about my grandfather's care -- I was a young teenager, and young teenagers are how they are and I remember nothing but a general and gradual distancing from him because I was uncomfortable and didn't know how to respond to someone who was losing everything he ever was. What she pointed out to me was that I was an active participant in his care in an age-appropriate manner -- she'd go grocery shopping, for instance, and I'd come over and read while he was napping to make sure he didn't wake up confused and go on walkabout. I have absolutely no memory of this whatsoever. My memory has completely rewritten itself to protect me from something I found uncomfortable and sad. It's strange to know that.<br/><br/>Ishiguro's The Buried Giant is not an exciting adventure. It is not pulpy fun. It is a sleepy journey across a land that is sometimes frightening and always strange in search of something not quite understood. It is literary and quiet, and sometimes I struggled with it. But I'm glad I read it."
"Some authors just have the ability to make every sentence sound beautiful. Reading this book, I was immediately aware that I was interacting with a work of art. A story of far off fantasy, yet filled with questions that need to be addressed today, this is a book that I will continue to think about long after I have finished it."
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