Barley turns his own scientific microscope on himself and his people, making anthropology far more relevant than usual. His writing runs on a borderline between insightful and hilarious.
Nigel Barley wrote the masterful The innocent Anthropologist and other works in that theme (one where he brings a tribe to London, for example), but this is a novel. As novel, it's not always very fluid, but it can be very funny. At heart though, it is a critique of a certain type of colonisation, of a certain type of greed, of Europeans and also Africans, and of missionaries I guess! It's also asking questions of good intentions, and above all probably it's a criticism of a sense of superiority that makes people blind to both their own defects and the strengths of others.