Anthony Sattin reviews two books with contrasting takes on Africa
How would you like your Africa? Sweet and smiling or bold and bloody? A reassurance of a fundamental human goodness or a suspicion that we are all rotten to the core? Whichever you want, you can find it in one of these two very different books.
The Swedish author Henning Mankell is best known for his immensely popular Inspector Wallander series, which the BBC is currently filming with Kenneth Branagh. But as an author he is as wide-ranging as he is prolific and The Eye of the Leopard moves away from the detective genre to focus on the vexed post-colonial relationship between black and white.
The story revolves around a young Swede, Hans Olofson, who flies to Zambia in the 1970s in search of himself and to fulfil the quest of a dead friend. For lack of anything better to do, Olofson finds himself taking over the running of an up-country egg farm. Intending to stay weeks, 20 years pass before he finally manages to extricate himself.
Mankell knows parts of Africa intimately — he divides his time between Sweden and Mozambique — and has written about it in previous novels. Here he scrapes away at the dark side of the black/white issue. The Eye of the Leopard ripples with violence, suspicion, corruption and superstition as accidental farmer Olofson brings his liberal European values to bear on the community around the farm. Both blacks and whites know fear: blacks fear losing their job and falling foul of the spirits around them, whites fear blacks wielding pangas. ‘Two different types of poverty face to face at a common meeting point,’ Olofson thinks to himself as he first observes life on the farm.
Mankell likes his characters to go against the grain: Inspector Wallander is no typical action hero — he eats badly, drinks too much and worries. Similarly Hans Olofson is a far cry from the average white settler and when he takes over the running of the farm, he determines to do things differently. ‘A white man can never help Africans develop their country from a superior position,’ he realises. Where his white farmer neighbours only speak to blacks when giving orders, he tries to befriend them, provides materials to improve their homes, builds a school, takes a woman called Joyce and her daughters under his care and tries a number of other ways to break down the barriers that stand between himself and the people around him. But in a tense tale whose violence and uneasiness contrast to great effect with Olofson’s deadpan narrative tone and Mankell’s spare prose, it is made clear that there are no easy fixes, no quick ways to remedy the situation. Olofson escapes the gruesome fate of his neighbours, whose butchered corpses he finds, but he cannot escape his own despair. Only in Joyce’s daughters, whose education he has assured, is there a glimmer of redemption.
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