Having survived the book, I then decided to give the film a go. This started off well, despite the slightly amusing 80s and 90s fashion and hair styles (those were some impressive fringes!) and I think the script was brilliantly written. It wasn't long before I started feeling the first signs of depression at the story. But I thought I'd be ok - I just moved slightly closer to my boyfriend and carried on watching. Seeing the action on the screen was too much for me, though. Watching doctors pulling organs out of these young people and abandoning the dead without a second glance, treating them like absolute robots, was heartbreaking. They didn't believe these people were human, yet they were willing to take their vital organs for their own benefit with no hint of a conscience. The head-in-the-sand attitude of the people was disturbing to say the least, and a cruel reminder of what we as a race are capable of. All doubt that the donors had a soul was erased (as if it needed to be) as we saw Tommy break down once he realised there was no escape from his cruel fate and the sight of him screaming, and holding Kathy for absolute dear life, was the end of me. I sobbed and sobbed into poor Matt's shoulder, not stopping for a good ten minutes after the film had actually finished. I enjoyed the book, and I thought the writing was superb. But somehow seeing the action in front of me was what it took to finally break me. Is this an insult to Ishiguro's writing? On the contrary. The medium of writing is very different to that of the screen, and indeed I thought it paid tribute to quality of the writing, that the way in which the non-clone humans in the story had their emotions towards the clones dulled, was almost experienced by the reader too. Of course, their fate was tragic indeed, but without seeing the truth in front of me I was able to protect myself from the horror of the story.
The human race is phenomenally intelligent, capable, and loving. But this work of art served as a true warning to humanity, that we cannot ignore the suffering of others at any cost. As we already have live donors and the power to clone animals, I can only hope that this shocking story acts as a deterrent rather than an inspiration to go the last step and turn a blind eye to the fate of some for the benefit of others.