This is one of those novels that reviewing in earnest would require me divulge an extreme spoiler that is an undercurrent of the entire book (one that I didn’t know until around halfway in, and swept the ground out from under me). So I won’t be able to really say much about the plot of this book without ruining it.
With that said, this absolutely deserves it’s reputation as one of, if not the best, novels of the last few decades. Ishiguro is heartbreaking; he creates an entire world inside of just a few isolated characters.
To me, this captures the transition in everyone’s childhood from innocence to the mounting understanding of the outside world, and the repression of the power of that outside world (both positive and negative) better than anything I’ve yet read. He is absolutely deserving of his 2017 Nobel Prize, which I believe he won in part because of this book.