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dellaposta 's review for:
Henderson the Rain King
by Saul Bellow
Well, there seems to be some inherent problems with using a fetishized version of Africa as a mere backdrop for some obnoxious rich white guy’s mid-life crisis/journey of self discovery. (I noted from a quick Wikipedia search that Henderson the Rain King came out a year AFTER Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart; if you’ve read that great work of African realism, you may find it impossible, like me, to invest yourself in whatever Bellow is trying to do here with his depiction of Africa.) But perhaps the bigger issue for me was that I just found the book so tedious and boring. Muddled philosophy and minimal forward plot development made for some kinda brutal stretches of reading, even in a relatively short book.