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- This is a buried giant in Chesterfield, Missouri.
Kazuo Ishiguro is a writer who really tries the patience of his readers. First he made us wait ten years for his follow-up to Never Let Me Go. And it turns out to be The Buried Giant.
This makes reading The Buried Giant an eminently frustrating experience, even if you remember Never Let Me Go and that Isiguro is a master of the slow burn. There’s a lot of early-medieval “Yonder lies the village of the Saxons” sort of dialogue that has been nearly impossible to take seriously since Monty Python and the Holy Grail, but Ishiguro’s smooth, confidence writing gives you a sense that you ought to trust that all this rambling around the gray and misty countryside serves some sort of higher purpose than the dull post-Arthurian fan fiction it appears to be. (As a matter of fact, Ishiguro gives you the sense that nothing in this story is who or what it appears to be.)