A review by sarasey1
Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro

4.0

Oh wow. Ohhhhh wow. Didn’t know what the premise of this book was before going in, what a gorgeous heartbreaking unsettling sweet story. The takeaways were simple, almost cliche, and I think that’s what’s so refreshing about it; the cliche IS the profound.

Overall it felt like a slow and steady burn, but a good handful of scenes had me on the edge of my seat with an elevated heart rate lol. Lots of tension building, tightness in my chest kind of reading.

I loved reading about things that are familiar to me described in a way that was fragmented, unfamiliar, new; it would take me a few seconds to realize what was being described. I especially loved the description of different spaces and sections as cubes, blocks, squares, clusters. What a commentary on loneliness and the weird, often backwards ways we go about trying to find connection.

I will say there were a few scenes that I wish were explored further, but maybe the point is for me to turn it over in my own mind rather than have the author hand me their own polished thoughts. Like the scene with all the children together, some moments between mom and Klara, things about Sal… the lack of detail feels intentional and thoughtful, but I wouldn’t have minded more.