Biyi Bandele (born Biyi Bandele-Thomas; 1967) is a Nigerian novelist, playwright and filmmaker. Bandele is regarded as one of the most versatile and prolific of the UK-based Nigerian writers, having turned his hands to theatre, journalism, television, film, and radio, as well as the fiction with which he made his name. He lives in London.
A strange but good book. The first few chapters came across as derivative Rushdie and I almost stopped reading it, but it ended up being a pretty enjoyable read. The characters were charming - the Heckler and Ossie Jones being my particular favourites - and I liked Bandele's magical realist (at least, that's what I'd call it) approach to 90s London in all of its messy multicultural glory. Like Burma Boy, I felt the ending sort of trailed off (which was a bit disappointing as the chapters leading up to it were the most engaging in the book - Haifa Kampana was incredible!) but the book's looping structure was really well executed.
The only character that stood out in this book was 'The Heckler' for a man who is known as causing such disruptions on the street it turned out that he was understanding, full of love and his dreams had to be lived- it was a good read. I loved the pace because it was fast-and what you think is happening might be a dream or not or maybe an illusion and all the characters are connected in a way-so it was nothing but humor and sarcasm and wit!
Interesting story about young people in London that come from different backgrounds told in a very fun and urban style, intervened with surreal moments.
I found a lot of great imagery and poetry in this book, and assume that the author has a similar style in other books. Unfortunately, it was ruined a bit by my feeling that there was a little too much effort put into placing unconventional adjectives into the text, which spoiled the flow. Although I guess the point of 'The Street' is to show a kaleidoscope of stories, I found that some great stories were given a lot of time, whilst others were told in a few brutal sentences - this was irritating and completely irrelevant (and partly an irritation) to the main stories. I wouldn't read this author again, but I am not sad that I spent the time to discover him. The book was worth it just for the small chapter on Mr. Bill, the wordsmith who sells words on the street corner.
" .....ќе си поплачеш, ќе му погледнеш на животот в лице, ќе ги собереш срчите, на монатото ќе мѕ речеш 'благодарам за довербата', ќе го облечеш најдобриот костум што можеш да го купиш, позајмиш или украдеш, ќе излезеш надвор и правец кон иднината. И крај.