You know, at first it feels repetitive because the author keeps narrating how this Franco guy is obsessed with his neighbor. What he would do to her and what he thought of her. But slowly when it's becoming clear that Polo is the one narrating the story, it grew on me. I am impressed with the author mastery on writing an extremely bitter, depressed, and rude character like Polo. The whole book is Polo ranting spitefully about his shitty and miserable life—with creativity, of course. 

This book is the kind of book that'll get you in jail for just knowing about it, if it were to be published during book banning era. 

But even then, Polo's characterization has depth to it, despite the same things that he vented the whole book. There's always more to the story. And believe it or not, life can be absurdly shittier so fast. 

I'd recommend this if you love character study and don't get bothered with long sentence and no direct dialogues.