The remains of the day
Ah, where to start….I suppose at the beginning is probably a good idea.
Ah, where to start….I suppose at the beginning is probably a good idea.
“Cannery Row in Monterey in California is a poem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of light, a tone, a habit, a nostalgia, a dream. Cannery Row is the gathered and scattered, tin and iron and rust and splintered wood, chipped pavement and weedy lots and junk heaps, sardine canneries of corrugated iron, …
Wonderful, dazzling, amazing, breathtaking…. These are just a few of the words that I really can’t use when describing this book. We can add ‘sane’ and ‘coherent’ to that list as well while we’re at it.
A harrowing and important book, ‘Shame’ tells the story of a young asian woman in Derby forced into marrage, her reaction and the repercussions thereof. The primary difference between this and many other tomes on the same subject is that this is all told as a personal recounting.