A Pale View of Hills by Kazuo Ishiguro

The second Kazuo Ishiguro book I’ve read, and had it been my first it would also have been my last. I found the story lacking and the dialogue irrelevant and banal. The characters felt flat and affectless. There was just nothing here for me. Apparently a book too subtle for me to enjoy.

The biggest surprise about it was how much I disliked it after really enjoying Never Let Me Go. ★★☆☆☆