| | | Sez the blurb: "At Waterloo station, hopeful new arrivals from the West indies step off the boat train, ready to start afresh in 1950s London."
I've just started reading this for my Post-Col course, and I'm in some kind of euphoria, partly because I'm outnumbered 3 to 1 by Greek Anarchist-Feminists and the other males are all Marxists, and thus I can say "bad things" about "us" or US without being eaten, but mostly because it's just a fantastic book, or at least looks to be- I'm only three pages in.
It's all written in the vernacular of the characters, which in this case results in a kind of cut down, streamlined English that Selvon moves forward with great panache and pace- it's probably one of the most exciting books I've read recently. It's about people and things that matter.
Has anyone else read this and what did they think? |
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