To call it well written would be an insult. It’s brilliant. It’s a compulsive read – which in other circumstances could be trying to other authors given the range of subjects covered, papers mentioned, people interviewed. The narrative is so beautifully crafted that its easily one of the most accessible and fascinating non-fiction books I’ve read in a long time.
This is the sequel to Binti by Nnedi Okorafor, which like the first in the series, it is also a novella. The story takes up a year after the events of the first book, with Binti taking up her place at Oomza university. She’s still friends with the Meduse Okwu.
So, it’s the future. There’s been some sort of disaster that has meant the population has been radically reduced, lots of people are born without bits of them (eyes, arms, legs etc) and computers are banned. In this world we have Nell Crane, daughter of famous inventors in this world. Owner of one mechanical heart.
God, what the hell did I just read. I’m angry and annoyed that something with such a nice cover was so annoyingly vapid and pretentious at the same time. Ugh. Minus a million stars.
Safe to say, I really enjoyed the film. It’s not without it’s flaws (it is hard to imagine how a film with such a large scope wouldn’t have its problems) but overall – I feel it is true to the characters and the universe it has set up.
This long, tedious book has a much shorter, exciting book inside of it. Or around it. Or I’m imagining it could be.
The whole package was there – the drums and soundscape were brilliant. The entire look and feel of Wakanda was sufficiently different but also just super stylish.