Swing Time

I thoroughly enjoyed Zadie Smith's Swing Time. It is quite hilarious, bringing to mind White Teeth's multiracial working-class through the unnamed narrator's upbringing, mixed heritage, and close friendship rooted in dance with another brown girl. For the addicting prose, wit, and humor, I struggle to agree with some of the mixed reviews this novel received. However, there was something lacking in the narrative structure, particularly regarding some of the relationships (I'm thinking mainly of the narrator and Fern, the latter's love for the former striking me as unrealistic) and plot arcs that do not pay off or seem plausible. Nonetheless, I love Smith's subtle approach and characteristic wit, which appears to capture brilliantly the paranoid worldview of (some) the working-class, the fundamental dishonesty of the "woke" boyfriend of the narrator in her college years, celebrity culture's pitfalls, and the image of Africa (specifically, Gambia). Smith also playfully confronts the "tragic mulatto" trope, the sordid history of exploitation of black bodies (through dance, music, and other avenues), but never loses sight of the universal and the narrator's struggle to not be alone. Furthermore, this novel fits quite well with Smith's recent essay on appropriation as it deals with dance, race, gender, and famous cases of appropriation in dance history. Overall, a successful and engaging read that is more amusing than NW but less interesting than On Beauty or White Teeth.