i didn't hate things fall apart. but my professor was pretty into it and sometimes that can go a long way for a book i would otherwise fall asleep reading.
we also read season of migration to the north, which i thought was pretty cool. and a story collection by bessie head which was depressing but i liked it.
but the class wasn't "post-colonial lit" exactly. it was "lit & empire" so we also read the good ole heart of darkness. and achebe's article where he was all pissed the fuck off at conrad for not properly representing africans and i was kinda like "ummm i don't think he was trying to dude?" that was the title of my paper. Ummm I Don't Think He Was Trying To, Dude? and THEN we watched apocalypse now. i always liked movie day at college.
AND we watched mutiny on the bounty (the clark gable/charles laughton one) after reading byron's "the island."
we also watched whale rider, but i think that was just like "here it's almost spring break let's watch something instead of sit in a circle and talk shit."