If
you don’t think a hairstyle can be important then you need to read Chimamanda
Ngozi Adichie’s new book Americanah
(HarperCollins). Throughout the novel hair is used as a metaphor, specifically
African hair and the effort and expense women go to transforming it, the braids
and weaves, the chemical relaxing to make it smooth rather than kinky. In Americanah hair is a political
statement, a sign of identity, a source of conflict, an emblem of freedom and
more.
Part
love story, part scrutiny of contemporary race issues, this is an insightful
and powerful piece of work, confronting at times, but thoughtful rather than
angry, and both intelligent and accessible.
The
story begins in a rundown African Braiding Salon where Princeton fellow Ifemelu
is having her hair done before returning to Nigeria after 15 years of living in
America. Might she struggle to fit back into her own country given that she
seems such a foreigner in the salon, we wonder? After all she reads scholarly
literature rather than watching Nigerian movies, nibbles on a granola bar
rather than eating fried chicken, has nothing in common with the staff of the salon.
Has the immigrant experience been so dislocating Ifemelu will be out of place
now wherever she lives?
Adichie
takes us back to Ifemelu’s teenage years and shows us a smart, opinionated
young woman who falls in love with Obinze, the new boy at school. Both are
fascinated with American culture and when she leaves to study in the US he
hopes to follow but, in the aftermath of 9/11, is refused a visa.
Ifemelu
struggles to find her place in this new country, finding it more complicated
than she had envisaged. This section of the book is the most affecting, as
jobless and displaced Ifemelu grows increasingly depressed. The issue isn’t
particularly one of overt racism – Adichie is subtler than that. It is the
discomfort surrounding race and the confusion around identity she wants to
explore. Endowing Ifemelu with a blog gives her the opportunity to do so both
inside and outside of the story. In Raceteenth
or Various Observations About American Blacks By A Non American Black
(terrible name!) Ifemelu plain-speaks about everything from Barack Obama to the
discovery that to Americans she is not Igbo, not even Nigerian but part of a
great homogenous tribe called “black”.
We
also get snippets of Obinze’s history as he has his own immigrant struggle
working illegally in the UK, and then returns to Nigeria to become part of the
culture of greed and excess there.
Ifemelu
and Obinze’s love story forms the backbone of the novel but it also shares
features with Adichie’s own biography – just like Ifemelu she left Nigeria to
study and became a Princeton fellow - so presumably personal experience has
inspired some of the events and many of the observations.
Quite
late in the novel she has a character declare that you can’t write an honest
novel about race in America. This book seems to be Adichie’s response to that
statement. It’s brave and honest, uncompromising and sometimes uncomfortable to
read from a white perspective. I expect to see its name appear on the next
round of awards shortlists.
About the reviewer.
Nicky Pellegrino, an Auckland-based author of popular fiction, is also the Books Editor of the Herald on Sunday where the above review was first published on Sunday 26 May 2013.
Her latest novel When In Rome is set in 1950's Italy and was published in September 2012. Her next novel, The Food Of Love Cooking School, will be publishedin September this year
About the reviewer.
Nicky Pellegrino, an Auckland-based author of popular fiction, is also the Books Editor of the Herald on Sunday where the above review was first published on Sunday 26 May 2013.
Her latest novel When In Rome is set in 1950's Italy and was published in September 2012. Her next novel, The Food Of Love Cooking School, will be publishedin September this year
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