In my humble opinion, “The Buried Giant,” By Kazuo Ishiguro is a great novel. It’s characters are unforgettable, down to Horace the horse or the goat that eats poisonous grass, that does not harm the goat, but when attacked by a dragon or two who takes a bite out of him will kill them.

The story takes place in post King Arthur and Merlin’s time, and at first I thought Mr. Ishiguro was going to do a Mark Twain on the reader with something similar to Twain’s ‘A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court’ but that was a foolish idea on my part.

Mr. Ishiguro is too great a novelist. He does not have take instructions from even the great Mark Twain. “The Buried Giant,” is a three hundred and sixty degree turn from all the other books I have read by this master storyteller.

Not only is the setting completely different from his other works, but the plot involves a strange mist that causes mass amnesia across the land. Two elderly Britons set off to visit their son who they have not seen since he was a little boy. They remember little of him. They like all the villagers remember little that went on a week ago, nevertheless over 20 years ago.

The couple encounters A Saxon warrior, a knight related to King Arthur, and an orphan boy. During this time of forgetfulness Saxons and Britons have lived in peace. Neither side desires revenge or war because neither side can remember those day even though they lived through them. Slowly as the mist evaporates and the cause is eliminated by the warrior, memories start to come back and that is when a spectacular and humane evolution takes place that left this author mystified and in awe.


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