This was a fine little read to start the year. It's the story of a professor of philosophy at the University of Texas who becomes hand to the dean of his faculty. From a remote motel at the rim of the desert, he looks back at the events during that time and the relationship with the dean.
The whole thing is presented as found footage with holes, missing pieces and pages destroyed by water. Therefor the tale is jumping back and forth in time, often presented in fragments. Why has he fled? We don't know, but it might be that the dean made him commit a terrible crime...
There is some work to do by the reader to stitch together what has happened (or maybe has happened?), but I found it rewarding, because there are a lot of funny, enjoyable and even insightful pieces in the jigsaw. The professor is most concerned about his love life, tech magnates build extravagant villas along the banks of the Colorado River (Texas) making it look like a satire of the Rhine valley, and so on. There are many gems to find in there. It's a very satirical look that is at the same time very precise and therefor revealing.
Especially, it portrays the inside of university life quite well in this exaggerated manner, with all its bureaucracy and unnecessary commitee work, universitarian cock fights and managers that just think liberal arts are a waste of money. It's funny, 'cause it's true. And the dean is a fascinating figure, a Vietnam vet sitting in a wheelchair, but always in control and seemingly omniscient. We don't get to know why, but there are multiple references that imply that he might be the devil from Goethe's Faust. Indeed the only person that would thrive in that kind of environment...
Definitively not for everyone, but for me, it was kind of kathartic. Would read again.