Having just finished reading GUERRILLAS, I surfed over to read what others thought. The other reviews left me somewhat staggered and altogether bewildered. GUERRILLAS is set on a benighted and misbegotten Caribbean island in modern (that is to say, postcolonial) times. The novel is not set in Africa. Pointedly, the book's power derives in part from its portrayal of Caribbean rhythms, the oppressive and ominous atmosphere of the coconut plantation, the tribal background beat of "the reggae" (Naipaul's phrase). The second great strength of this novel is its depiction of human frailites, transgressions, and moral breakdowns. An expatriate English couple and a West-Indian would-be revolutionary are the three main characters, and the agonizing (and mostly self-destructive) sexual and philosophic choices they are faced with ring true to life. The compromises and rationalizations they make to themselves and each other result in their irrevocable mental and moral deterioration. The fragility of the social setting in which Jane, Roche, and Jimmy find themselves leads to infidelity, sexual abuse, murder, and what can be just as horrifying as any of these, the voluntary surrender of one's soul. Finally, the novel's powerful, profound ending arrestingly reveals the enigmatic and conflicted essence of postcolonial consciousness. GUERRILLAS is a minor masterpiece.