Paperback, 344 pages
Czech language
Published June 29, 2022
Ishigurův román Klára a Slunce je zpovědí vyřazené robotky jménem Klára, nadané pokročilou umělou inteligencí i pozoruhodnými pozorovacími schopnostmi. Klářiným úkolem je starat se o dospívající dítě, které si ji v obchodě vybralo, podle svého nejlepšího vědomí a svědomí. Klára ovšem coby výjimečný robot dostává výjimečný úkol – starat se o dítě vážně nemocné, na jehož nemoc není léku. V příběhu vyprávěném jazykem poznamenaným zvláštnostmi v Klářině vnímání a vyjadřování skutečnosti potvrzuje Ishiguro opět své literární mistrovství. Průzračně prostými slovy vytváří záludně složitý obraz současného spíš než budoucího lidstva. Klára v něm figuruje coby výplod civilizace, v níž obyčejný, technologicky nevylepšený lidský život stále více připomíná minulost, která bude brzy definitivně překonána, případně politováníhodný omyl. Díky rafinovanosti, s níž Ishiguro vtahuje čtenáře do Klářiny snahy pochopit, jak vlastně lidi fungují, přesahuje román meze pouhé společenské kritiky, satiry či alegorie. Podobně jako dřívější Ishigurova próza Neopouštěj mě sice i jeho nový …
Ishigurův román Klára a Slunce je zpovědí vyřazené robotky jménem Klára, nadané pokročilou umělou inteligencí i pozoruhodnými pozorovacími schopnostmi. Klářiným úkolem je starat se o dospívající dítě, které si ji v obchodě vybralo, podle svého nejlepšího vědomí a svědomí. Klára ovšem coby výjimečný robot dostává výjimečný úkol – starat se o dítě vážně nemocné, na jehož nemoc není léku. V příběhu vyprávěném jazykem poznamenaným zvláštnostmi v Klářině vnímání a vyjadřování skutečnosti potvrzuje Ishiguro opět své literární mistrovství. Průzračně prostými slovy vytváří záludně složitý obraz současného spíš než budoucího lidstva. Klára v něm figuruje coby výplod civilizace, v níž obyčejný, technologicky nevylepšený lidský život stále více připomíná minulost, která bude brzy definitivně překonána, případně politováníhodný omyl. Díky rafinovanosti, s níž Ishiguro vtahuje čtenáře do Klářiny snahy pochopit, jak vlastně lidi fungují, přesahuje román meze pouhé společenské kritiky, satiry či alegorie. Podobně jako dřívější Ishigurova próza Neopouštěj mě sice i jeho nový román patří do žánru sci-fi, daleko víc však připomíná tu tragikomickou, tu melancholickou pohádku. Pohádku o lidském světě odkázaném na nelidské Slunce, v jehož proměnlivém světle se dospělí nejednou jeví dětinštější než děti a roboti lidštější než lidé.
Kazuo Ishiguro: Klára a Slunce (Paperback, Czech language, 2022) 4 stars
Trosku rozcarovani. Neni to ma prvni knizka od Ishigura a cekal sem asi vic. Zacatek slusnej, ale po "presunu k rodine" se to divne vleklo. Sem tam zablesk, ale co to vlastne bylo? Pohadka? Kritika spolecnosti? Nepusobilo to jako celek zrovna uveritelne, spousta odbocek a naznaku hozena volne bez kontextu.
An easy and enjoyable read despite some illogical parts. I like the idea of exploring such human concepts as love and loneliness through an artificially intelligent robot.
What even was this? A parable? A fairy tale? An allegory? Was it about religion? About artificial intelligence and how it can spawn its own superstition? This seemed to me a huge amount of world-building and excruciating detail just to say‚ what?
A very readable journey into a possible future. A very interesting narrator, an artificially intelligent humanoid with good observational abilities but limited reasoning, which ultimately allows her to draw some curious and false conclusions.
Minor things about the proposed future slightly irk, for example we seem to have autonomous artificial friends, but driving is still something done by humans. Walking around is likely more difficult to automate than driving around, though companionship does not appear to be as difficult as we might have thought/hoped. That said, the future inhabitants all have something called an 'oblong', which seems to be roughly a futuristic smart phone. Do we then really need the artificial friends to be humanoid in look? Why can the artificial friend not simply be interfaced with through the oblong? Lastly, it seems that the artificial friends can perform chores if asked, why then does the main family still have …
A very readable journey into a possible future. A very interesting narrator, an artificially intelligent humanoid with good observational abilities but limited reasoning, which ultimately allows her to draw some curious and false conclusions.
Minor things about the proposed future slightly irk, for example we seem to have autonomous artificial friends, but driving is still something done by humans. Walking around is likely more difficult to automate than driving around, though companionship does not appear to be as difficult as we might have thought/hoped. That said, the future inhabitants all have something called an 'oblong', which seems to be roughly a futuristic smart phone. Do we then really need the artificial friends to be humanoid in look? Why can the artificial friend not simply be interfaced with through the oblong? Lastly, it seems that the artificial friends can perform chores if asked, why then does the main family still have a housekeeper? Why does not everyone have a robotic maid?
Still these are just nitpicks about the possible future, the main throw of the work, and the pleasure of reading it, is not significantly affected. At times, the book may seem to belabor about the point a bit. Perhaps some scenes could have been cut, or perhaps I am just missing their significance.
This is one of those very rare books that reminds me of what books are at some level all about. That makes me want to go about and knock about two stars off of 99% of my prior book ratings, to make room to properly differentiate this one.
It's hard to say too much that's concrete, without giving it away. I was closer to tears at the end of this than I can remember with any book for a long time. Not easy maudlin tears, but deep oh-my-god tears about what a universe this is.
The people are very fully people; the viewpoint character is not a person, but ... well, that would be a spoiler also. But the viewpoint it gives her allows Ishiguro to say some amazing and touching and true and thought-provoking things without coming out and saying them (because nothing he could come out and say …
This is one of those very rare books that reminds me of what books are at some level all about. That makes me want to go about and knock about two stars off of 99% of my prior book ratings, to make room to properly differentiate this one.
It's hard to say too much that's concrete, without giving it away. I was closer to tears at the end of this than I can remember with any book for a long time. Not easy maudlin tears, but deep oh-my-god tears about what a universe this is.
The people are very fully people; the viewpoint character is not a person, but ... well, that would be a spoiler also. But the viewpoint it gives her allows Ishiguro to say some amazing and touching and true and thought-provoking things without coming out and saying them (because nothing he could come out and say would say them so well).
Language cannot express truth, I often say; but what I mean is that it can't explicitly express literal truth. Language, when it's used with this much expertise, can and does express deep and breathtaking truth.
I need to go spend a few weeks processing this now, I think..
If you haven't read it yet, I highly recommend that you should,
I love everything I've ever read by Kazuo Ishiguro. His prose isn't filled with vocab words and doesn't ever even feel anything but mundane, and yet somehow, every single line is poetry. This book did not disappoint. Lovely, loving, heart-rending... and also exploring the very real potential futures of artificial intelligence, machine learning, friendship, and disposability.
Read this mostly as a bedtime read, which it was good for - pretty easy and not too creepy (although slightly unsettling at times). It nodded to a few things that piqued my interest (AI, eco-sabotage, transhumanism?) But didn't really flesh out any of them, they were mostly just a vibe/backdrop for the story of the characters, which was fine. Ive really enjoyed some books that explore human-robot interactions - marge piercey's body of glass comes to mind - but this didn't quite do it for me in terms of making my brain stretch around those questions of how we relate to machines. Which I don't think was the point of the book, I think the point was to build the world up from the perceptions of the narrator (an android) and that part was done quite well.
Overall a totally fine read and well-written but just didn't scratch anything …
Read this mostly as a bedtime read, which it was good for - pretty easy and not too creepy (although slightly unsettling at times). It nodded to a few things that piqued my interest (AI, eco-sabotage, transhumanism?) But didn't really flesh out any of them, they were mostly just a vibe/backdrop for the story of the characters, which was fine. Ive really enjoyed some books that explore human-robot interactions - marge piercey's body of glass comes to mind - but this didn't quite do it for me in terms of making my brain stretch around those questions of how we relate to machines. Which I don't think was the point of the book, I think the point was to build the world up from the perceptions of the narrator (an android) and that part was done quite well.
Overall a totally fine read and well-written but just didn't scratch anything super interesting in my brain.
