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Title	:	A Pale View of Hills
Author	:	Kazuo Ishiguro
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	First Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 183 pages
Published	:	March 3rd 2005 by Faber and Faber
Categories	:	Fiction. Cultural. Japan. Historical. Historical Fiction. Asian Literature. Japanese Literature

A Pale View of Hills

Kazuo Ishiguro

Paperback | Pages: 183 pages

Rating: 3.75 | 18212 Users | 1764 Reviews

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In his highly acclaimed debut, A Pale View of Hills, Kazuo Ishiguro tells the story of Etsuko, a Japanese woman now living alone in England, dwelling on the recent suicide of her daughter. Retreating into the past, she finds herself reliving one particular hot summer in Nagasaki, when she and her friends struggled to rebuild their lives after the war. But then as she recalls her strange friendship with Sachiko - a wealthy woman reduced to vagrancy - the memories take on a disturbing cast.

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ISBN:	0571225373 (ISBN13: 9780571225378)
Edition Language:	English
Literary Awards:	Winifred Holtby Memorial Prize (1982)

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Ratings: 3.75 From 18212 Users | 1764 Reviews

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Cooooooool! 😮Großbritannien in den Achtizgern. Seitdem die Japanerin Etsuko Japan mit ihrem inzwischen verstorbenen britischen Ehemann Japan verlassen hat, lebt sie in England. Sie bekommt Besuch von ihrer gemeinsamen jüngeren Tochter Niki. Die ältere Tochter Keiko, die aus einer früheren Beziehung mit einem Japaner stammt, hat sich kürzlich das Leben genommen. Vor dem Eindruck ihres Todes und des Besuchs ihrer Schwester beginnt Etsuko, sich an ihre Zeit in Japan zu erinnern.Damals kam das von

خب از اون کتابهایی بود که تا چندین روز باهام خواهد موند!میتونستم همینطور ۲۰۰صفحه دیگه به خوندن ادامه بدم بس که قلم ایشی گورو به دلم نشسته بود.خب فقط یه نکته ای هست.گویا که مترجم عزیز کتاب دقت کافی در ترجمه مهم ترین و کلیدی ترین بخش کتاب نکرده و باعث شده به کل داستان عوض بشهاگر داستان رو خوندین و آخرش گیج شدین احتمال داره به این خاطر باشه.تو ترجمه جناب امیر امجد(نشر نیلا)این اتفاق تو صفحه ۱۹۰افتادهمن که حدس زده بودم چی شده رفتم سرچ کردم و به این مطلب زیر برخورد کردم که ازش نقل قول میکنم:متاسفانه

"Niki, the name we finally gave my younger daughter, is not an abbreviation; it was a compromise I reached with her father. For paradoxically it was he who wanted to give her a Japanese name, and I perhaps out of some selfish desire not to be reminded of the past insisted on an English one." Etsuko doesn't like to talk or even think about her past, the time of world war 2 when she was in Nagasaki. It is the central theme of the book having to deal with gloomy and dark past (the world war and

A Pale View of Hills reads like a dream, thus the conclusions drawn about the narrator and the events she describes are more ambiguous then those in Ishiguros other novels. Unlike other Ishiguros novels, we are not only left doubting the narrators interpretations of her memories, but doubting whether they are memories at all. Therefore, this review attempts to separate the story that is presented by the narrator, Etsuko, and the truth of the events that lies beneath her unreliable narration.

Surprise, surprise! The brilliant mind that concocted Never Let Me Go (which is, by the way, indubitably on my top ten list) first brought this masterpiece to a readership whose last brush with (this is no exaggeration:) PERFECTION was reading Mr. Graham Greene (The Quiet American). The novel is tight, 75% dialogue, exquisitely concise, devoid of flowery sentences/descriptions, no bullshit and beautiful. Ishiguro is a (n enviable) genius, a poet, one capable of expelling tears and tugging at

My first Ishiguro. This is such a quaint and quiet novel. Inane to the point of enjoyability. I look forward to more monotony.

4.5/5 The English are fond of their idea that our race has an instinct for suicide, as if further explanations are unnecessary; for that was all they reported, that she was Japanese and that she had hung herself in her room. I had forgotten what an Ishiguro novel is like. Of course, it is customary to treat first works as trial runs in the vein of Icarus, so I wasn't expecting another The Remains of the Day or Never Let Me Go. While my star rating for this doesn't match up to the other two, it