I read the english tranlation so this review is targeted towards fellow Western Devils who might consider reading this as an example of Croatian/Balkan Lit:
1. This is very much a book about being a guy in your late teens/early 20's, written by a guy who was probably still in his early 20's. Know that going in. It was almost painful how much the situations, mentalities, and proclivities of the characters reminded me of myself at that age and time, despite growing up a continent away. This is peak dumbass bildungsroman.
2. This is not "Black Lamb and Gray Falcon". It is not interrogating the soul of Croatian/Balkan Identity. It is mostly Artists Hanging Out. Honestly, I believe this approach of getting glimpses into the character lives on a very human level is way better then as some historical/cultural 'other' to be examined. Still, if you read close and follow up on the references, you get a subtle glimpse into the cultural life and shared history of Zagreb. Cultural institutions such as KSET and "Wrong Way" bar (Krivi Put, here), casually mentioned, are well worth looking into.
3. Despite the sort-of Magical Realist framing, it is immensely readable. Such framing adds poetic depth and keeps the work from purely being a series of typical early adult escapades. Overall, It has the easy going vibe of a dive bar conversation that starts off on shared interests which grows deeper over the night, told through a series of vignettes. The prose mostly exists in a continual present, giving the work a sense of vitality, even as it tries not to take itself too seriously.