I get it, but don't enjoy it, I have to give props to I'm a Fan for accomplishing its intent: writing from the perspective of an extremely bitter, non-White female intellectual. Intensely unlikable, the protagonist remains a fascinating psyche to dive into as the reader traverses the blurred line between objective observation on societal biases, or weaponizing them unjustly due to unorthodox personal affairs.

Presented as series of self-contained, stream of consciousness vignettes, with a loose narrative thread, I'm a Fan will work better in small doses. Approaching it like a traditional novel, not only is the narrative drive lacking, there are also repetitive chapters where I find echoing the same sentiment over and over. 

As a literary exercise, I understand its relevance and importance—shedding light on the gray area when we discuss sensitive subjects such as racism and patriarchy—the discussion becomes more complicated when emotions/human behaviors are in the way. I just think its highbrow execution (it oozes 'I'm a very relevant piece of work' vibe) might prevent readers from experiencing its sentiment fully.