I read this book to give Michael Chabon another chance, and I'm glad I did. This book was great. Art has a lot of awful qualities, but in spite of his spinelessness and apathy, I found I really liked him. I don't really like love triangles (or squares or whatever this was), but I wasn't too bothered by it here. I didn't really care for Phlox (what kind of name is Phlox, anyway), but she was interesting enough to read about, and Arthur really brought the whole book together.
I do have to say that I didn't particularly care about anything having to do with Cleveland. But what really stops this from being a 5-star book is the ending. It just kind of .... ends.