I've been reading books lately that run toward metaphor's or allusion's finish line, using a relay of plot points like cardboard cut-outs and characters that one can't completely sink into.
That said, I love the way Hage writes. I love Fly's observation of the Spiders. I love the way he organizes his library. I love how he crosses borders of the city, sexuality and myth.
The Coen brothers could make a movie out of this, I think.
What made it a three star read?
As a female reader, all I needed was one scene of Fly masturbating on his father's flying carpet while he imagines events from world history.