Found this from its recent Booker Prize! Like with my first venture into Wole Soyinka's work, there were a lot of historical and cultural references that went way over my head and prompted me to do a lot of outside reading. I appreciated the level-headed and external approach to the Sri Lankan Civil War and all of its many combatants, appropriate for a novel narrated by a phantom. 

Karunatilaka's writing was also sharp and often really funny, and I especially loved the last 100 pages or so as the plot begins to twist and coalesce in odd little ways. I think I was anticipating more reflections on queerness and the process of artmaking as statecraft, though.