![]() ![]() What he put on the page were all surface mannerisms. ![]() He did display a tendency for the outlier in the dream logic (or illogic) of The Unconsoled. The readerly sensors in me could not help but observe the niceties and subtleties and embroideries of fantasy. Ishiguro's modernism was hidden under the surface, buried like an egg or an iceberg. There were no overt modernist hijinks and purple pyrotechnics where readers multitask their mind to absorb the stream of images and weirdness. Why is it when I read Kazuo Ishiguro I could laser-focus on what he's saying in the text before me? Was it a product of leisurely pacing of his prose? The slightly off yet so careful turns of phrase which intensified the act of reading. ![]()
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