This was a no-go for me. Others may like a sarcastic, present tense, dated (and so racist), experimental style book; but not I. Perhaps I could tolerate a book which had only one or two of those qualifications, I'm not sure, but when I find myself not enjoying, and in fact, being perturbed by the reading material, it is time to stop. Only 21 pages in to this one, it became clear that my time would be wasted if I read anymore.

It isn't a parody of the Trojan war, so much as a superimposition of it into modern (1937) times. I suppose the author may have had something to say, but I was too annoyed to find out what. ( )