A Hologram for the King

This is the first book I've read by Eggers, and I went into this book with a chip on my shoulder. The effusive praise for his work was something of a red flag for me–I tend to read fiction through the lenses of feminism and social justice, and so many critically acclaimed male authors tend to disappoint when read that way. When the central character, a middle-aged white businessman runs into a colorful local in Saudi Arabia who becomes his driver, I wanted to put the book down. “Wacky local Saudi Arabian cab driver” just seemed like a poor setup. And it's true that there is still the whiff of the “magical negro” here, a kind of Driving Miss Daisy for a dude traveling around Saudi Arabia. But it's also true that Eggers gives so much interesting life to these characters (and others in the book) that such a character ploy isn't as distracting as it usually is.

There's just a lot here, in a fairly slim book. Lots of levels of relationships: Between people, between people and their countries, between daily life and existential angst. Despite its flaws (how about a book about the driver?), I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I don't think I'll jump to read the next Eggers book (particularly now that it looks like he may have been stealing ideas from a woman author https://theboykings.squarespace.com/tbk-the-circle/), but if some friends have one they really loved, I will likely give it a read.