The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro

Book description


In 1956, Stevens, a long-serving butler at Darlington Hall, decides to take a motoring trip through the West Country. The six-day excursion becomes a journey into the past of Stevens and England, a past that takes in fascism, two world wars, and an unrealised love between the butler and his housekeeper. Ishiguro’s dazzling novel is a sad and humorous love story, a meditation on the condition of modern man, and an elegy for England at a time of acute change.

My review

At last I’ve read The Remains of the Day. It’s been on my to-be-read list for ever and I’m so glad that it has now shifted on my “read” list.
As many readers of the book, I’ve seen the movie first. I was in my early twenties when it hit the theaters and I was in awe of both Hopkins’ and Thompson’s fine art of acting (I start to speak like Stevens, the butler character performed by Anthony Hopkins on screen). At that time, being still at the dawn of my life journey and lacking reasonable life experience, I just could not come to terms with Stevens’ apathy on all levels: how could he not see the love in Miss Kenton’s eyes (the housekeeper character played by Emma Thompson), how could he not understand what was going on during those State-classified meetings the drawing room at Darlington Hall? “Stevens! Do something, say something! Ah, what a coward you are!” Basically that was it and I loved the movie.
Twenty years later, it’s a whole different story. The afternoon in my life journey has already set in. I’m not in the evening yet, no reason to speak about what remains of my day. Yet. But watching the movie for a second time has profoundly disturbed me. Am I sure I have not wasted my life? Looking back at the last twenty years that have gone by and, no, it is fine, nothing’s wasted. Almost nothing. I do acknowledge very dark years that took the form of a somber pitfall on my life tracks. That’s life with ups and downs. I believe the most important feature in life is revolt by not accepting statu quo of uneasy situations, that’s the least one can do. And if hell breaks loose, the only option left to us, humans with a conscience, is to fight back. Fight for our values of love, freedom, equality, respect, right to live a dignified life. What is human dignity? Where does it reside in? The question that Stevens asks himself is “has retained his dignity all this time”? I cannot say about Stevens because I have no right to be judgemental of how he has led his life but I do know about me. And that’s enough.

Read the book. Re-read it. Watch the movie. Watch it again.

Revolt. Fight back. 20 January 2017. Revolt. Fight back.

Une sale rumeur – Anne Fine

Lu (01/11/16) dans le cadre de l’Objectif PAL

Éditions de l'Olivier, octobre 1998, 272 pages.

7864458On connaît la plume de Anne Fine comme étant celle tenant le journal d’un chat assassin ou narrant les aventures d’une certaine Mrs Doubtfire, mais on la connaît moins écrivant  de la littérature générale destinée aux grands enfants, en l’occurrence, les adultes.

Une sale rumeur met en scène Liddy, qui élève seule ses deux enfants, a rencontré un nouveau compagnon. Un homme vraiment bien, qui ne rate aucune petite fête familiale. À vrai dire, il n’a guère le choix : Liddy est quasiment mariée à ses trois sœurs – Stella, Bridie et Heather. Le bonheur. Jusqu’au jour où Stella, qui a eu vent d’une vague histoire de pédophilie au sujet de l’ami de Liddy, appelle Bridie. Celle-ci est catégorique : il faut alerter Liddy au plus vite. Mais Stella n’en est pas convaincue, Heather non plus. Leurs discussions s’enveniment, raniment les conflits de leur enfance, et finissent par faire exploser l’idylle familiale si bien scellée par des années d’hypocrisie. (Description par l’éditeur)
La rumeur n’est que prétexte finalement pour que chaque personnage révèle son visage au grand jour. C’est à se demander quel est le sens d’avoir une fratrie si c’est pour tenir des messes basses, fomenter des coups bas et poignarder dans le dos. Anne Fine décrit tous ces macabres rouages familiaux au travers de dialogues piquants où tous les personnages en prennent pour leur grade. C’est triste et jubilatoire à la fois.

Ma note: 4/5