uninspiring

Thomas H. Cook fan since the discovery of touching "Breakheart Hill", I must say that this time I have not been seduced by "A Dancer in the Dust." Although we recognize the quality of writing and the usual depth of the author, it failed to take me into his world. The story takes place partly in New York and partly in Africa, with flashbacks sometimes a little confusing, and chronicles the tragedies that took place in Lubanda, infighting and unclean acts of violence are used as backdrop to a desperate love that still haunts the narrator.
It is difficult to comment on this book since I objectively recognize him qualities (evocation of African land, reflection on humanitarian aid and its paternalistic aspect sadness of impossible love) but I have to not enjoyed reading, remaining a spectator and having rarely the feeling of being involved, this being probably due to the fact that the main theme is not fascinated me. If it was the first novel I read of Thomas H. Cook, he did not make me want to read more, whereas in all, I loved all his other books. Author and discover if you do not know, but perhaps not through this "Dancer in the Dust".