It’s well-written enough, certainly very important in the (post)colonial canon, but it just…lacks life. It reads like a parable disguised as a realist narrative; no matter how individual the details, the story never gets out from under the message.

edit: Okay, now I’ve finished it, and…I do not substantially alter my assessment. I don’t like books where the protagonist is a giant asshole all the way until five minutes before he dies.