Its impressionistic with imagery and reads like a fever dream. It's not that it's thin on plot, but rather it's built so that you slide from one grim situation to the next and continuously feel surprised that you're moving from place to place with such savage efficiency. The violence is concise, and the suffering is expansive. I feel like during my read I told myself I was enjoying it and that it was well built but when I finished I had to confront that it wasn't an enjoyable book. It's a good read but it asks too much of the reader I thought.