He's back. Should I care?

I know, I know. This is a New Naipaul Novel; if you're really into alliteration, the New Naipaul (Nobel) Novel. Given the number of times I've reread A House for Mr Biswas and the affection The Suffrage of Elvira, Miguel Street and much of the early work still inspires, there should be joyous hallelujahs or some such.
But Half a Life was such a disappointment that I'm not even sure I want to read about the continuing life and times of Willie Chandran. Magic Seeds, thank heavens, doesn't have the Exotica Cover--cobras, forsooth-that the Picador edition of Half a Life sported, but it has...the Jacket Literal instead. Cue picture of cupped hands. With seeds, presumably magic. Them people who get to work on Nobel-prizewinning authors sure do use their imagination.