A tender, funny novel written with the verve of Dickens and the
passion of Chekhov, set during World War II in a derelict neighborhood
in Trinidad's capital and narrated by an unnamed boy--from the Nobel
Prize-winning author.
"One of the few contemporary writers of whom we can speak in terms of
greatness." --Newsday
"A stranger could drive through Miguel Street and just say 'Slum!'
because he could see no more." But to its residents this corner of
Trinidad's capital is a complete world, where everybody is quite
different from everybody else. There's Popo the carpenter, who neglects
his livelihood to build "the thing without a name." There's Man-man, who
goes from running for public office to staging his own crucifixion, and
the dreaded Big Foot, the bully with glass tear ducts. There's the
lovely Mrs. Hereira, in thrall to her monstrous husband. This tender,
funny early novel is a work of mercurial mood shifts, by turns sweetly
melancholy and anarchically funny. It overflows with life on every page.