As much as I loved the first half of this book, the fact that I almost quit reading it several times through the second half after it lost nearly all its steam made me dislike it far more than I should.

After reading The Last King of Scotland not long ago, I thought I'd try a different take on the 70s situation in Uganda. This one focused more on the citizens than it did on the government, specifically a narrator who grew up through the dictatorship and government overthrows.

The book starts off explaining the background information on the narrator's family, including his father and grandfather, in their small village. The first half of the book is almost strictly on the narrator's life and his family. The accounts of his daily life both in the village and in Kampala and the Seminary are both interesting and funny, since the narrator tends to enjoy outsmarting people who he disagrees with.

The government situation doesn't enter into the first part much at all save for when it directly affects the family's life, such as the house his mother and father get in Kampala or his father's position at work.

Once the character leaves the seminary, the second half of the book focuses heavily on the fighting between guerrilla and government soldiers and the effects on the country at large. This part was much less interesting since the narrator was playing very little part in what was going on.

The second half of the book is actually quite difficult to get through because of this. It also doesn't help that the time period for all the events is fairly unclear through the entire novel, as is the age of the narrator. Occasionally the year is brought up, and occasionally Mugezi's age is also mentioned, but it's really hard to tell how much time is passing once he leaves the seminary.

The final "book" was fairly interesting and entertaining once again, when the narrator leaves Uganda and winds up in Amsterdam. It seemed like the storytelling worked best when only dealing with a narrow thread of events and people.

The writing style also got on my nerves sometimes. There are copious, flowery descriptions of everything. At one point, the description of a plane ride and Mugezi's mindset takes up three or four pages.

Even as interested as I was in the history in the book, and as much as I liked the main character and his family, I just could not bring myself to like this book in the end. ( )

In Moses Isegawa's riveting first novel, the writing is big, but the story is even bigger. It is a coming of age chronicle of post-colonial Ugandan history, as told by the narrator, who is also coming of age, Mugezi. Isegawa candidly touches on many subjects: Obote, Idi Amin, civil wars, corruption, rapes, religion, party politics, the AIDS epidemic, culture, tradition, morals, and community folklore. While much of the novel contains serious subject matter, humorous sections are abundant, and I found myself laughing out loud periodically. Early on, the author spectacularly foreshadows the deaths of two main characters, and clear parallels are drawn between the dictators of the era and the culture of the home. The text is ornate and difficult at times, but it reads like a classic. I picked out this novel, since I have traveled to Uganda, and after having read it, Isegawa is now on my list of favorite authors. ( )

My feelings on the book are mixed - many good and some bad. The fomulation of chapters rather than longer 'books' would have made it easier, as it was a long read. I did enjoy some of the prose which, while not succeeding all the time and being a bit overblown in parts, still captivated me. It had an uncontrolled, uneven, and undisciplined structure - pwehaps hallmarking it as a first novel.

For me, it read as an epic of a family, covering a turbulent 30 years of history in Uganda. It touched on politics, social structure, religion, AIDS and the family.

The characters seemed to be instuments for illustrating the necessary events in the timeline, and too much continuity of them through the story would have made it too busy for me. However, they did not develop into sympathetic or believable people for me - I found myself reading the book as a historical sweep of various Uganda events, rather than getting immersed in the characters.

I thought that it was a mistake that the author used first person narrative - it hindered the flow and gave me higher expectations of individual character development. I did not feel any sympathy at all for Mugezi (the narrator) - possibly there was significant autobiographical content?

I found the treatment of woman disturbing and the portrayal of Padlock (the narrator's mother) 'over the top'; just too much - really not believable in the end, even accounting for her obvious fanaticism. I was not sure what Isegawa was trying to say about women in Ugandan society through the persistently violent and degrading portrayals in the narrative?

Overall the book comes across to me as a turbulent, somewhat disjointed, emotive, rather uneven and disturbing book. It has stimulated my interest in Uganda (which I know embarrassingly little about).

If you are an African buff, there are good insights into Ugandan society, and the late 20th Century social and political events. But don't read this if you want plot or character development. ( )

I just could not get into this book - eventually I gave up, which killed me since I hate leaving a book unfinished.

The characters in this book seemed really one-dimensional (especially the female characters) and the main character often seemed like a secondary character in his own life. I felt like I knew more about his father and his grandfather than about him.

The narrative itself was very confusing and meandering - I had trouble understanding how different events fit together and when things were happening.

I thought the book did a nice job of highlighting the different religious, ethnic/racial, and socio-economic classes that made up Ugandan society and the dislocations of these groups experienced due to the political upheavals in Uganda. But these passages seemed really disconnected from the narrative of Mugezi and his family.

I wish I could recommend this book, but it just didn't do anything for me. ( )

This was really not a book that I enjoyed, I'm afraid. Although I have enjoyed books that attempt to look at a country's history through parallels with a central protagonists life ('Midnights Children' springs to mind as one of the best), they rely very heavily on that central character, and Isegawa is terrible at fleshing out his characters to be believable. Mugezi (the narrator) and his family remained 2-dimensional ciphers for events to happen to, rather than leading real lives that I could get interested in. Consequently the book became, for me, a series of almost unrelated events, and I was more than ready for the book to end long before I got there.