tl;dr "I'm a loser stuck in academia, my old classmate whom I hate for being a right-wing woman is about to be Second Lady of the United States and it makes me feel really good to trash her publicly, Ruthkanda Forever"
IMO ‘Remains of the Day’ is one of those few cases where both the novel (Ishiguro 89, Booker Prize well deserved) and the film (James Ivory directed 93) were fantastic.