Certainly, the one thing we can say absolutely is that I am not educated enough to accurately review this book.

I am still not sure I understand what parts of this book were saying. Other parts made me recoil with revulsion and I'm still not sure what they meant. Other parts made me think hard.

This book is a... poetic essay on colonialism and how the colonial relationship psychologically impacts colonized peoples. It's translated from French, so that might influence why the language is ethereal and sometimes difficult to grasp. I'm not at all sure of the provenance of the psychological concepts, or whether things like dream analysis and Freudian sexuality hold up scientifically today.

I do know that this book took me completely out of my body and dunked me headfirst into concepts that I had never examined before. Here is an Aime Cesaire quote the author includes that should give you a glimpse:

People are surprised, they become indignant. They say: "How strange! But never mind--it's Nazism, it will pass!" And they wait, and they hope; and they hide the truth from themselves, that it is barbarism, the supreme barbarism, the crowning barbarism that sums up all the daily barbarisms; that it is Nazism, yes, but that before they were its victims, they were its accomplices; that they tolerated that Nazism before it was inflicted on them, that they absolved it, shut their eyes to it, legitimized it, because, until then, it had been applied only to non-European peoples; that they have cultivated that Nazism, that they are responsible for it, and that before engulfing the whole edifice of Western, Christian civilization in its reddened waters, it oozes, seeps and trickles from every crack.