First of all, let's acknowledge that the cover is gorgeous. It's unique and compelling and calls to potential readers in a way that can be rare in the adult market when compared to YA. Some designer out there should be patting themselves on the back for this one. 
 In an interview I listened to, the author described this book as her response to the lack of ways contemporary fiction has addressed the modern dating scene. Okay, I'm willing to go with that (although we're presumably talking about fiction that does not fall into the often maligned "chick lit" genre). I never saw the payoff of this within the novel itself. Our protagonist Nathaniel refuses to have a smart phone. There isn't much talk of texting at all. The idea of gender dynamics are not explored in a way that feels extremely fresh. 
 I did not expect to necessarily like the protagonist of this book. I found myself kind of hating him. He's a kind of "can't grow up" pretentious jerk that justifies it all by his supposed intelligence. He lacks an incredible amount of self-awareness. Relationships with women aside, at one point he mentions that he is a good friend, when one of the major scenes earlier demonstrative of his friendship capabilities involved promising to save a seat for a friend at a reading and then not even trying. All other interactions with his "friends" seem to be some bizarre competition. While he calls out girls on being status seeking or social climbers he remains woefully unaware of the fact that he does the same when the importance of his friends opinions become a one-upmanship and after he gets bored, he zones in on any flaw in women (physical or personality). He's smug in his intelligence, justifying his ability to write pieces in literary magazines and commentate on social problems while being seemingly isolated from the world. 
 I guess my main issue with hating Nate so much was that it didn't allow me to challenge anything. Any ideas or conceptions were overshadowed by the idea that he was a huge jerk. I mean seriously, how does Aurit put up with his stupidity that long-term, even as a friend? Although she sums it up pretty perfectly when she tells Nate to "not be an unreliable narrator." Because he is. Even Humbert manages to be disturbingly charming when recounting his pedophilia and this guy can't even properly justify his behavior to me, even as he attempts to justify it to himself. His supposed guilt does not make anything better. At the same time I hated him, I recognized at least an honesty in many of the criticisms his conscious voiced that many wouldn't admit to. 
 I can't say this novel really bolsters my confidence level in entering the adult dating scene and finding a decent guy out there. For a book that clocks in at only 240 pages, I had to fight my way through it more than I anticipated.