Title: A stultifyingly stagnant excuse for a novel
Product review: Last year, I read Things Fall Apart from cover to cover. I would not advise anyone else to make this deplorable mistake. Labelled as 'great literature' by many imbecilic pundits who think calling something 'great literature' will automatically make them connoisseurs of some sort, thus elevating them to the highest levels of society, Things Fall Apart appeared to me as more of a juvenile attempt at a sixth grader's first novel. The author seems to have some sort of infatuation with yams, because the entire book revolves around idiotic descriptions of yams and characters struggling with their declining yam output. As for the characters, they are developed poorly and not very likeable, thus, when the tragic downfall of the protagonist happens at the climax of the book, instead of experiencing the catharsis that the author probably intended I would, I felt nothing but sheer joy because the book was over.
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