The Remains of the Day

by Kazuo Ishiguro (石黑一雄)

Re-read at the end of Eastertide, 2023. I enjoyed this and understood it a lot more than when I had read it as a teenager.

First published in 1989.

One idea I thought about early on in this reading was the idea of service/butlerhood as a kind of secular monasticism, in that it is as if he’s taken a vow of stability to a place, of service to one lord, and in the process forsaken all earthly relationships and experiences.

His master, despite his good intentions (and we know where they can lead), is flawed. He set out with noble principles but was tricked and used by foes cleverer than he. Does that mean Stevens’ years of dedicated service were in vain? Has he wasted his life? If he makes the most of the “remains of his day” is he redeemed? I think that the decisions they make early on are defensible. One certainly has sympathy for them, reading Stevens’ account of them. Lord Darlington is upset by the brutality of the Treaty of Versailles and its effect on Germany and on his friend Herr Karl-Heinz Bremann. He has to make a great effort to do his duty as a gentleman and stand up for his German friends, which runs contrary to his natural retiring and conformist personality. Stevens is aware and very troubled by the fact that his father is dying, but he believes he is doing the right thing and what his father would have wanted by doing his duty , waiting on his master and the guests, instead of waiting at his father’s bedside. We know that Stevens’ father is someone who did his duty even when it was deeply humiliating for him. But Ishiguro goes on to take us down the slippery slope that leads to Lord Darlington’s downfall and Stevens’ disillusionment.

The sexual tension building up between Stevens and Miss Kenton’s is interesting and well done I thought: the way they have their cocoa together after work, the way they misunderstand each other, the way they deliberately do things to wind each other up (Miss Kenton getting engaged was originally an elaborate way of annoying Stevens, Stevens incessant criticisms of her work after her aunt died seems similar), and of course the moment she catches him reading the sentimental romance novel.

Many similarities with Klara and the Sun (and possibly also An Artist of the Floating World, though this latter is not very fresh in my mind). They both concern a servant, both very polite and devoted to their masters, but they are limited in certain ways, both unreliable narrators to some degree, sometimes awkward and robotic in their dealings with normal people. Both novels are concerned with the pace of change of modernity. Both touch on authoritarian/fascism vs. liberal democracy, or perhaps we could say more masculine vs. feminine modes of society.

Day One — Evening — Salisbury

Day Two — Morning — Salisbury

Day Two — Afternoon — Mortimer’s Pond, Dorset

Day Three — Morning — Taunton, Somerset

Day Three — Evening — Moscombe, near Tavistock, Devon

Day Four — Afternoon — Little Compton, Cornwall

Day Six—Evening—Weymouth