Getting Poisoned None
Ishiguro has taken a weird turn into something not usually his style. Using heavy symbolism and writing in diary entries, a boy contemplates his life with his mother. The boy uses strong language and acts very immature, or perhaps adolescent. The conflict takes part in two sections: on with a cat and another with a girl. A very interesting examination of the mind and its guilt; perhaps this shows the guilt that is forever portrayed second-hand in his novels but never really known sometimes.
Holden Caulfield gone bad. Mind blowing.