I finished the book over the weekend but needed a little time to digest everything so I could put it into words.
To me the two protagonists are the main draw of the book, I kept reading wanting to know what was going to happen next to either of them. Though, to be completely honest, I was more interested in Ifemelu's story than Obinze's.
Re: Obinze he seems rather too perfect, other than taking forever to leave his wife (will come back to this later) there is nothing really in his behaviour and actions that is openly criticised within the book. He has somehow managed become a wealthy land-owner in Nigeria after his forced exit from the UK but it is altogether unclear as to how his sudden rise in the socio-economic scale came to be. His mother doesn't appear to be too pleased with it all, evidenced by her never using the car he bought her as a replacement for her old, but presumably still functioning, vehicle.
I'm in two minds about him leaving his wife to be with Ifemelu. While Ifemelu does seem to long for him and want him around she quite easily banishes him from her life on two occasions (when leaving to the US and back in Nigeria when he doesn't hurry up leaving the missus). On the other hand, regardless of whether he would have left his wife to be with Ifemelu, the marriage clearly wasn't working and it wouldn't seem right for him to stay with her purely for his daughter's sake regardless of whether he was going to be with Ifemelu or not.
Re: Ifemelu. She is difficult to like but I think that her being something of an outsider, both in Nigeria and abroad, makes her an interesting character. Once she has moved to the US and started her blog she is a spectator, continuously being amazed about what appears to be the norm there. For example, her observations on students:
It had to be that Americans were taught from elementary school, to always say something in class, no matter what. And so she sat stiff-tongued, surrounded by students who were all folded easily on their seats, all flush with knowledge, not of the subject of the classes, but of how to be in the classes. They never said "I don't know."They said, instead, "Im not sure," which did not give any information but still suggested the possibility of knowledge. And they ambled, these Americans, they walked without rhythm. They avoided giving direct instructions: they did not say "Ask somebody upstairs"; they said "You might want to ask somebody upstairs." When you tripped and fell, when you choked, when misfortune befell you, they did not say "Sorry." They said "Are you okay?" when it was obvious that you were not. And when you said "Sorry" to them when they choked or tripped or encountered misfortune, they replied, eyes wide with surprise, "Oh, it's not your fault." And they overused the word "excited", a professor excited about a new book, a student excited about a class, a politician on TV excited about a law; it was altogether too much excitement. (p. 134)
Another example is about being black in America, something which I cannot relate to at all being ethnically white and born in Europe, however, I found her observations entertaining, this is from her blog:
When you watch television and hear that a "racist slur" was used, you must immediately become offended. Even though you are thinking "But why won't they tell me exactly what was said?" Even though you would like to be able to decide for yourself how offended to be, or whether to be offended at all, you must nevertheless be very offended. (pp. 220-221)
To me, it is more about following the masses and being offended because everyone else is, in that sense it can be applied to a multitude of ethnicities and events or phrases which are not always clear in how they might offend, the cause for offence may have been forgotten over the years, but one is expected to be offended about it regardless. I thought it was an interesting way of looking at things.
Another thing which struck me, and perhaps only because I was watching an item on the news a day or so before my reading the next passage, is the idea of Africa being a continent which, on the whole, is underdeveloped and in dire need of monetary aid from first-world, Western countries. As malnourished infants, natural disasters, and reports on the atrocities that go hand in hand with wars are pretty much everything we (ie the first world countries) tend to see of Africa it is not surprising to see that (the friends of) the family whose children Ifemelu babysits and her American boyfriend Blaine and his circle of friends are all very concerned with the African cause. The former group expresses this through going on missionary missions in Africa or the naive ideologies of Blaine and his friends who
wanted to stop child labour in Africa. They would not buy clothes made by underpaid workers in Asia. They looked at the world with an impractical, luminous earnestness that moved her, but never convinced her." (p. 314).
Finally, returning to the topic of break-ups. Ifemelu's leaving Blaine and Curt, I have to say that I could not be more happy when she did, neither man seemed to understand her at all and they simply did not match. She did not fit in with their friends, either.