Alberto Moravia est né en 1907. A près de quatre-vingts ans, il ne cessait de parcourir le monde en tenant ses carnets de voyage. En 1987, trois ans avant sa mort, cet Européen convaincu se tournait toujours vers le continent noir qui le fascinait, comme l'avait fasciné l'Inde. L'Afrique était à ses yeux le territoire contradictoire du désenchantement politique, du mystère de la religion, du foisonnement végétal et animal et de la crise du monde moderne. Comme Hemingway ou Albert Schweitzer, auxquels il rend hommage dans ce récit, Moravia se situe au coeur des choses et à proximité des gens afin de mieux répondre aux grands mouvements de la vie.
Alberto Moravia, born Alberto Pincherle, was one of the leading Italian novelists of the twentieth century whose novels explore matters of modern sexuality, social alienation, and existentialism. He was also a journalist, playwright, essayist and film critic. Moravia was an atheist, his writing was marked by its factual, cold, precise style, often depicting the malaise of the bourgeoisie, underpinned by high social and cultural awareness. Moravia believed that writers must, if they were to represent reality, assume a moral position, a clearly conceived political, social, and philosophical attitude, but also that, ultimately, "A writer survives in spite of his beliefs".
A very good travel book, beautifully written by a keen observer of nature and history. I particularly liked his non judgemental attitude, his depiction of Africa is engaging, respectful and witty. It made me remember issues like the apartheid, and it made me wishing to be in Africa, to know it better, something I always wished but postponed.
"Tutti gli altri paesi del mondo hanno una storia; l'Africa, lei, ha invece un'anima che tiene il luogo della storia. Cosicchè la storia dell'Africa, è la storia della sua anima".