Had a hard time with this one to be honest. To start with the good, I really appreciated how much work went into the writing, research, and translation of this piece. I learned a lot about different artists and critics. I also appreciated how the narrative occasionally became some other type of text - court notes or auction catalogues, for example. 

With these types of metafictional novels very much concerned with the intersection of art and archives and conspiracy (thinking about Pola Oloixarac or Shola von Reinhold), I think it's very hard to address the aesthetic themes without also addressing the ideological impulses that drive aesthetics. All of the characters in this novel didn't seem to struggle much with what it means to forge art or what powers are in place to facilitate or stop art forgery. I think there were a lot of avenues left unexplored, which left the novel lacking, in my eyes.