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reflective sad slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
emotional reflective sad slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
emotional reflective sad slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
emotional inspiring reflective relaxing slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
funny reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
inspiring reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
reflective relaxing sad slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

Loved this book more than I thought I would! At first it felt like a memoir of a rather pompous, uptight butler reflecting on his life in dying industry. However I warmed to him and was invested in his relationship with the housekeeper which made their reunion very poignant. The book ended on a reflective note with the title making sense. Very enjoyable and a quick read
dark emotional reflective sad slow-paced

God this was brilliant. Ishiguro is such a talented writer and subtlety is certainly what he does best. The measure with which this story was delivered was frankly phenomenal. I assumed this would take me longer to get through, given the quite wordy prose and halting on minor details (with absolute purpose every time) but I flew through this and was riveted throughout. Mr Steven’s narrative is laden with melancholy as he unfolds his consciousness before us, always behind the reader as they uncover his mistakes that he struggles to recognise. The formulation of his immense love for Miss Kenton through these gaps of deliberate ignorance is therefore breathtakingly complex and sad. The political threads, the notion of ‘dignity’ leading to him having dedicated his life to a complicit Nazi and his refusal to accept it, never having known, by demonstration of his father, anything else to do are perfectly woven. What we are left with is a sorrowful story of unadmitted regret fostered by a role Mr Stevens could never allow himself to break out of, truly believing that his position as a dignified butler would be a fulfilling purpose for his entire life. Fucking hell this was so excellently crafted. 

But what is the sense in forever speculating what might have happened had such and such a moment turned out differently? One could presumably drive oneself to distraction in this way. In any case, while it is all very well to talk of 'turning points', one can surely only recognize such moments in retrospect. Naturally, when one looks back to such instances today, they may indeed take the appearance of being crucial, precious moments in one's life; but of course, at the time, this was not the impression one had. Rather, it was as though one had available a never-ending number of days, months, years in which to sort out the vagaries of one's relationship with Miss Kenton; an infinite number of further opportunities in which to remedy the effect of this or that misunderstanding. There was surely nothing to indicate at the time that such evidently small incidents would render whole dreams forever irredeemable.