The element of pacing is my number one sticking point in the structural analysis of any written work. Smiley's use if it was not always evident to me. I get the framework concept of a chapter representing a year and the focus of each chapter tending to be on one character or event; but, the way she stretched it and to me, sometimes plodded through the sub-plots or emotional arcs, made time feel like I was pulling a horse through a river of peanut butter as I read on.
Please don't misunderstand - she writes beautifully. I truly believe that, But, in my opinion, in this particular book, I don't feel a sense of inner-rhythm, flow or movement. It just plods on. And that colors my total impression in the shade of sad - it's cloudy all over, even on a bright, sunny day. I am not saying that anything is wrong with this choice; but it's not the choice that appears to be apparent to me.
What do you think, fellow readers?