Grant
Christopher is just a child playacting his way through the world. He grows up by the end and my heart breaks for him even as I know it was necessary.
The framing of it as a detective novel furthers Christopher's immaturity and heightens the tragedy of it. I didn't know that Christopher was a child when I first started reading. His aloofness and unreliability is revealed through the first 3/5 of the novel.
I think Ishiguro draws parallels between Christopher and the world post WW1 but pre-WW2. The wars loom over the narrative. Western condescension, racism, and colonialism are key features to the story as well. There's a sense of humanity recoiling against the ugliness of the world and hoping that some great men (bc 1930s) will rise up to set things right again.
Christopher is just a child playacting his way through the world. He grows up by the end and my heart breaks for him even as I know it was necessary.
The framing of it as a detective novel furthers Christopher's immaturity and heightens the tragedy of it. I didn't know that Christopher was a child when I first started reading. His aloofness and unreliability is revealed through the first 3/5 of the novel.
I think Ishiguro draws parallels between Christopher and the world post WW1 but pre-WW2. The wars loom over the narrative. Western condescension, racism, and colonialism are key features to the story as well. There's a sense of humanity recoiling against the ugliness of the world and hoping that some great men (bc 1930s) will rise up to set things right again.