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A review by sagicarrius
The Death of Vivek Oji by Akwaeke Emezi
One of my reading goals for 2024 was to branch outside my usual genres and try something new. I think that, for a moment, I wanted to feel more like the learned girlies, the educated girlies. But now, after this first experience, I'm left feeling weirdly disoriented. This was so far out of my comfort zone and the first half of the book I really was feeling so uncomfortable. This is a culture I'm not familiar with, slang I'm not familiar with, social issues I'm not familiar with. Honestly, for a bit, it put me in a bit of a slump when it came to reading because I just felt so uncomfortable.
This is why I don't want to give a rating to this book, I don't feel I'm the right audience to be able to rate this book. This book and the subject it covers is profound, it's deep, and it's not something I'm used to dealing with. But it is beautiful in moments, painful in others, poetic in certain paragraphs, and honestly brutal in the next sentence. At the end of the book, I felt broken up and empty of any emotion because I had cried it all out.
This is why I don't want to give a rating to this book, I don't feel I'm the right audience to be able to rate this book. This book and the subject it covers is profound, it's deep, and it's not something I'm used to dealing with. But it is beautiful in moments, painful in others, poetic in certain paragraphs, and honestly brutal in the next sentence. At the end of the book, I felt broken up and empty of any emotion because I had cried it all out.