Another engrossing story from Achebe who very eloquently and fluidly relays the traditional rituals of the Igbos through the lives of his characters. I really enjoyed reading about Ezeulu and his large and colourful household. His love-hate relationship with the rest of the village(s) and his encounter with the British colonisers was very well played out. The end felt a bit rushed and abrupt though with everything sort of wrapped up in the last few pages (very much like in Things Fall Apart). Maybe this was just Achebe's writing style, but it left me feeling wanting, inspite of the overall great read. It's still a book I'd recommend, plus I definitely enjoyed reading all those beautifully rich Igbo words.