A review by inherbooks
Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro

4.0

We first meet Klara, an Artificial Friend, in a store waiting for the day she is chosen by a passerby. Her waiting is filled with observations of people beyond the glass of people from all walks of life, young, old, loved, unloved, lonely, full. She picks up on each wrinkle with each expression, postures and glance.

In a dystopian world where loneliness is a plague, AFs are manufactured to fill the gap of friendship and stifle the noise of isolation in the young, Klara for Josie.

This is an exploration of the human heart and its depths, sacrifice, life, and death. Much of this story exists between the lines and requires a keen eye for observation (like Klara) to piece it all together. Safe to say, I’m in a constant state of renewed understanding of the conversation Kazuo has with the reader through his writing.

my five recurring thoughts while I read Klara and the Sun:

1. what is going on