The new novel by Nigerian icon Wole Soyinka is at once satire, political thriller and tragedy. It is the work of a great writer that marks the destruction of postcolonial reason.
Western critics hailed the 1952 book as a great work of African fantasy. In fact it’s better understood as a pioneering work of African science fiction.
With humility that belied his global stature, his laugh came easily, and his generous storytelling taught lessons that his students grew into for many years after he shared them.
Framing younger writers’ work within the footsteps of giants is always fraught with risk; the risk of shadowing the merits and faults of the former in an attempt to assess the legacy of the latter.