Status Updates From Als wir Waisen waren

Part Three done. The jump in time has diluted my sympathy, but selective sympathies persist. I'm beginning to question Christopher’s motives regarding his newly acquired role. At another level, I'm relieved his past is finally guiding his actions to aid the story’s concrete activity. It feels as if the role of detective has been transferred to the reader. Where are you taking us, Ishiguro?

Part 2 done. The unease is no longer merely in memory but spilling into the plot; no longer only psychological but now also ethical. What once felt like arrogance now reads as a firm resolve undermined by fear. Ishiguro has complicated both Christopher’s familial ties and his epistemic reliability as the narrator. Still, Ishiguro weaves me into sympathy for our protagonist, albeit a sympathy that feels reluctant.

The narrative texture of Christopher’s memory has thickened immensely. While the pacing feels slow, I sense Ishiguro’s deliberate control and that the story is gathering momentum. I was especially struck by how Ishiguro explores our childish tendency to justify fear through delusion and fantasy. I'm curious to see how this theme will deepen and play out in the evolving relationship between Christopher and Sarah.

kinda boring

Part One done. Christopher Banks is already fascinating. The prose is restrained, but I can sense his obsession bubbling under his narrative tone. There’s a sharp tension between Christopher’s quiet ambitions and Sarah’s bold pursuit of greatness. A subtle start with undercurrents of Ishiguro’s signature unease.