There are many similarities between this novel and Conrad's masterly novella, Heart of Darkness. The protagonist, Querry, like Marlowe, is making a voyage of discovery into the deepest interior of the "Dark Continent." The voyage upriver is even described in much the same manner, as the missionary boat wends its way into an ever more torpid, oppresive atmosphere.
Green contrasts the colonial attitudes as represented by the figure of the greedy, exploitative Ryker, with the benevolent,if scattershod, efforts of Father Thomas and the priests and nuns of the leper colony. Though Ryker is far less megalomaniacal than Kurtz, and a lot less intelligent, he too is guided ny notions of entitlement and superiority. This mindset extends to his notions of marriage as well. His young wife has about as much status, in his eyes, as have the natives employed in the Palm Oil production plant he supervises.
Ryker also shares much in common with the hotel keeper, Schomberg, in Conrad's Victory. Both are of the "ugly European" variety, motivated by self interest and subject not to genuine passion, but to wounded vanity. Self pride and grandiose imaginings are all either man has. Querry, in A Burnt Out Case, and Heyst, in Victory, are precisely the opposite. These protagonists have essentially lost their identities. They travel to the ends of the earth in an attempt to discover what manner of men they actually are. Querry's end, like Heyst's is almost preordained, yet they do finally discover some semblance of truth about themselves.
Greene was not at all happy with the manner in which this book was interpreted by critics and by the public. He blames it and Heart of the Matter, for his having been subsequently labeled a "Catholic" writer. In Ways of Escape, he writes that the book's publication resulted in an outflow of enthusiastic responses: " There must have been something corrupt there, for the book appealed too often to weak elements in its readers. Never had I received so many letters from strangers -- perhaps the majority of them from women and priests. At a stroke I found myself regarded as a Catholic author in England, Europe and America -- the last title to which I had ever aspired." The novel continues, as does much of Greene's oevre, to attract criticism keyed into spiritual and religious themes. That obviously wasn't his intent, and I believe that he deserves a less "catholic" (in its dictionary and religious sense) reading by modern audiences. Though I prefer some of Greene's other works (personal favorites, The Comedians, The Power and the Glory), I recommend this as a highly readable, diverting novel, with enough psychological underpinnings to lend it depth.
BEK