In the light of the lengthy trail of praise odes following Damilare Kuku's book, it would be a strategic error to not delve into its pages, and at least discover the reason for the hype.
Nearly All The Men in Lagos Are Mad is a collection of short stories, written mostly from the POV of embittered women who've been cheated in dramatic circumstances by callous, promiscuous and self-gratifying men.
We see harrowing tales of betrayals, double-lives and hard truths, as experienced and seemln through the eyes of women who are in turn damaged, lovingly innocent, and vindictive.
At a point, the POVs switch to the males in the stories, but the message remains the same: Lagos men take stupidly selfish decisions regarding love and sex.
Despite featuring a title that I suspect to be slightly sexist, the story exhibits none of the sexist prejudices that I imagined it would have, despite most of the folk I know who've read and enjoyed it so far being women.
The issues raised are real ones. More than half of the time, women are on the receiving end of bad decisions and selfish acts by men. Nevertheless, this is far from being a "Lagos men" issue, as the author seems to portray.
While Lagos, Yoruba, and indeed,Nigerian men have their peculiarities, many of which are far from gentlemanly or chivalrous, the sustenance of moral decadence in a generation that sees sex as a commodity, is bound to result in unfortunate eventualities, of which women tend to bear most of the brunt.
It is a result of a culture of convoluted traditional ideals desperately seeking to find a place for itself in the global, "Western" cultural scene. As a result, the very proponents of this culture, the new generation, are trapped in a cycle of hurt, uncontrolled lust and distended emotional capability.
So, it is not surprising when a man dates a woman for years, treating her as his one and only, while being secretly married to a woman he respects enough to keep away from his concubine.The irony...
The polygamous inclinations of African men are deeply explored in this book, as is their propensity to find logic in double-standards.
What may be underreported in other reviews of this book, is the tendency of the fairer species to make terrible decisions where matters of the heart are concerned.
But, these are not new issues. Neither are they unique, in today's world. They are just a reminder of how morally decadent we have allowed ourselves to be; we wallow in a quagmire, splashing mud all around, without first wondering when solid ground became sinking sand.
It is a call to reason, and an appeal to a return to times when the sons of men made rational decisions independent of the influence of hormone-inspired intercourse.
So, this is not really a story about Lagos men, so to speak. I doubt there's anything particularly unique about "Lagos men" to write about. In that case, I suppose the title of the book is the author making a play at publicity, which she clearly has achieved.
Instead, the story is about the fickleness of humanity, the privileged men who display their callousness most of all, and the underprivileged women who suffer for actions and bad choices.
A compelling read, but it gets two stars less from me: one for the use of "Nigerian English", and a second for a thoroughly misleading book title.
Excellent all-round, otherwise.