Can a modern Greek novel have intensity, a fast pace, and twists without lacking depth? Can this... depth be expressed by the author without surreal nonsense that only he and his circle understand?

Moreover, can one talk about the civil war and politics in general without showing that they have swallowed their tongue?

Can mediocrity finally cease to be considered a revolution? Is there hope in general? The God of Philothei aims to answer these questions and more.