A philosophical detective fiction that weaves together two or three stories that seem hardly related. A bunch of friends traveling the rivers of Argentina in search of a mysterious author. A policeman in Paris pursues the brutal murderer of more than twenty elderly women. There is also another very symbolical story about a younger soldier and an older soldier- each has a different perspective on the Trojan war. I have read this in Hebrew and found the writing style laborious and unwieldy. Not sure if it’s a reflection on the author’s style, or the poetic license of the translation vying for a more literary aesthetic.