Moses is a kind sort. For this reason, he’s the first port of call for Trinidadians hell-bent on coming to London for a shot of the good times. Of course racially-intolerant 50s London isn’t nearly so pleased to see them. And neither is fellow countryman Moses. It’s riddled with tales of hardship and broken dreams, but its comic pathos lends it genuine pockets of joy. It was groundbreaking at the time for its use of Creolian English. I loved it.
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