The Splendor of Portugal's four narrators are members of a once
well-to-do family whose plantation was lost in the Angolan War of
Independence; the matriarch of this unhappiest of clans and her three
adult children speak in a nightmarish, remorseless gush to give us the
details of their grotesque family life. Like a character out of
Faulkner's decayed south, the mother clings to the hope that her
children will come back, save her from destitution, and restore the
family's imagined former glory. The children, for their part, haven't
seen each other in years, and in their isolation are tormented by
feverish memories of Angola. The vitriol and self-hatred of the
characters know no bounds, for they are at once victims and culprits,
guilty of atrocities committed in the name of colonialism as well as the
cruel humiliations and betrayals of their own kin. Antunes again proves
that he is the foremost stylist of his generation, a fearless
investigator into the worst excesses of the human animal.