Rootless by Naana Banyiwa-Horne: A Journey Through the Unfamiliar
When I first picked up Rootless by Naana Banyiwa-Horne, I was instantly intrigued by the prospect of exploring a British-Ghanaian marriage caught in the throes of a crisis. Such narratives have the potential to delve deeply into themes of cultural identity, family, and the complexities of modern relationships. Unfortunately, as I turned the pages, I found myself face-to-face with two self-centered characters, Sam and Efe, who seemed as lost in their marriage as the narrative itself.
The story centers around Sam, a diligent UK-native of Ghanaian descent, and Efe, a newly arrived Ghanaian determined to pursue her dreams in art history, much to the chagrin of her conservative family. Their journey, calculated and strained through years of friendship to marriage, is meant to highlight significant themes of love, ambition, and parenthood. But rather than a tender representation of evolving relationships, the novel often felt like a fast-paced skip through highlights of their lives, leaving me wanting more depth and understanding of who they really were.
One of the bright spots in the novel is Efe’s struggle with motherhood. Her genuine concerns resonate in a meaningful way, reflecting the heavy sacrifices many mothers face, making it a poignant part of the narrative. “It’s always assumed that the mother must give up everything,” Efe notes, a sentiment that rings painfully true. Additionally, the flashes of Ghanaian culture and cuisine sprinkled throughout serve as a delightful but sparse seasoning—delicious, yet insufficient to fully immerse the reader.
However, the structural choices were where I found myself wrestling with the story. The timeline shifts—from “Five months before” to “Nineteen years before”—attempt to encapsulate the depth of a long relationship but often result in a disjointed reading experience. It felt as if I was zooming past moments that needed fleshing out, leaving me feeling more like a distant observer than an invested reader. Instead of connecting with the characters, I felt frustrated by their inability to communicate, their stubborn perspectives making it hard to root for either.
The characters did not possess the warmth or depth I needed to truly engage with their struggles. Sam and Efe, though presented with potential for growth, often felt like caricatures struggling against an unclear script. For a character-driven drama to resonate, we need to feel for the protagonists, but I found little to empathize with—a significant drawback in a book purportedly about love and sacrifice.
Despite the ambitious themes and the charged topics addressed, Rootless lacks the nuance and depth to make its mark. The writing felt basic at times, and the narrative meandered into cliches without offering fresh perspectives. The culmination of the story—its so-called "zero hour"—was particularly jarring and seemed to twist the narrative into an implausible conclusion that, candidly, I wanted to throw against the wall.
Ultimately, while some readers may find value in its exploration of marriage and parenting, I cannot overlook the shortcomings this debut presents. If you are searching for richly developed characters who engage in deep emotional dialogues, you might want to look elsewhere. There are countless novels that tackle the traumas of motherhood with more grace and originality, making Rootless feel more like an exercise in frustration than a rewarding read.
In conclusion, if you are looking for a novel that captures the complexities of relationships with authenticity, Rootless might not be the destination you hoped for. However, for readers interested in stories of cultural identity and familial strains, it may still offer a foundation worth exploring—albeit with an awareness of its limitations.
My honest rating? Just 2 stars—a reminder that not every ambitious book lands as gracefully as it intends.