An ambitious expansion upon two earlier Senegalese stories (White Boys, 1998, etc.). Its intrigue and themes might have paid...
A compact, multivoiced novel set in Senegal, 1985, concerning an American black man’s exploration of his sexual and racial identity.
Bertrand Milworth, a 30ish anthropologist, is in Senegal gathering African “UL’s”—urban legends. He shares a home with a Senegalese family consisting of Alaine, his wife Kene, and their young daughter. Bert, whose first language is English, and the Senegalese family, whose first language is Wolof, communicate primarily in stilted French and English. This makes meanings approximate or blurry, and the cognitive blur affects Bert’s vision of everything going on around him in the small village. His dreaming, recorded in abundant (and often unnecessary) detail, is clearer—despite or perhaps because of its symbolic nature: Meanwhile, Bert is sexually attracted to Kene. Through the use of letters to and from home, transcripts of telephone conversations, journal entries, dream records, and first-, second-, and third-person narration, the reader learns that Bert is in a troubled marriage—and this research project isn’t helping. His wife Rose, a white woman with whom Bert has never lived, remains behind in Colorado with a painful insight into Bert’s real reasons for traveling to Senegal. Bert has never had sexual relations with a black woman. Nor, we learn, has he ever had dreams, at least dreams he could remember, but in Senegal his dream life is so rich that it impinges on his waking. What has he imagined, and what has actually happened? He begins to suspect Alaine of working magic against him, Kene of seducing him—at least in his dreams, and his guide Idrissa of deceiving him. A quest for palm wine, a passage that recalls the sickening menace of Paul Bowles’s North African stories, leads Bert into precincts that tweak his growing paranoia.
An ambitious expansion upon two earlier Senegalese stories (White Boys, 1998, etc.). Its intrigue and themes might have paid off more fully with a less splintered narrative approach.Pub Date: Sept. 13, 2001
ISBN: 0-8050-4828-6
Page Count: 240
Publisher: Henry Holt
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 15, 2001
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This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.
Written with quiet dignity that builds to a climax of tragic force, this book about the dissolution of an African tribe, its traditions, and values, represents a welcome departure from the familiar "Me, white brother" genre.
Written by a Nigerian African trained in missionary schools, this novel tells quietly the story of a brave man, Okonkwo, whose life has absolute validity in terms of his culture, and who exercises his prerogative as a warrior, father, and husband with unflinching single mindedness. But into the complex Nigerian village filters the teachings of strangers, teachings so alien to the tribe, that resistance is impossible. One must distinguish a force to be able to oppose it, and to most, the talk of Christian salvation is no more than the babbling of incoherent children. Still, with his guns and persistence, the white man, amoeba-like, gradually absorbs the native culture and in despair, Okonkwo, unable to withstand the corrosion of what he, alone, understands to be the life force of his people, hangs himself. In the formlessness of the dying culture, it is the missionary who takes note of the event, reminding himself to give Okonkwo's gesture a line or two in his work, The Pacification of the Primitive Tribes of the Lower Niger.
This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.Pub Date: Jan. 23, 1958
ISBN: 0385474547
Page Count: 207
Publisher: McDowell, Obolensky
Review Posted Online: April 23, 2013
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 1958
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Jonathan Livingston Kitty, it’s not.
A lonely postman learns that he’s about to die—and reflects on life as he bargains with a Hawaiian-shirt–wearing devil.
The 30-year-old first-person narrator in filmmaker/novelist Kawamura’s slim novel is, by his own admission, “boring…a monotone guy,” so unimaginative that, when he learns he has a brain tumor, the bucket list he writes down is dull enough that “even the cat looked disgusted with me.” Luckily—or maybe not—a friendly devil, dubbed Aloha, pops onto the scene, and he’s willing to make a deal: an extra day of life in exchange for being allowed to remove something pleasant from the world. The first thing excised is phones, which goes well enough. (The narrator is pleasantly surprised to find that “people seemed to have no problem finding something to fill up their free time.”) But deals with the devil do have a way of getting complicated. This leads to shallow musings (“Sometimes, when you rewatch a film after not having seen it for a long time, it makes a totally different impression on you than it did the first time you saw it. Of course, the movie hasn’t changed; it’s you who’s changed") written in prose so awkward, it’s possibly satire (“Tears dripped down onto the letter like warm, salty drops of rain”). Even the postman’s beloved cat, who gains the power of speech, ends up being prim and annoying. The narrator ponders feelings about a lost love, his late mother, and his estranged father in a way that some readers might find moving at times. But for many, whatever made this book a bestseller in Japan is going to be lost in translation.
Jonathan Livingston Kitty, it’s not.Pub Date: March 12, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-250-29405-0
Page Count: 176
Publisher: Flatiron Books
Review Posted Online: Feb. 16, 2019
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2019
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