This is an odd short novel, and did remind me of Philip K. Dick as the blurb on the cover proclaims. Kandel is well known as the translator of Stanislaw Lem's works, but has written several works of the absurdist or bizarre flavor. This one begins with the premise that the narrator is untrustworthy, perhaps especially to himself, as he has been subject to hallucinations and been confined for most of his life. (Spoilers follow... maybe... It might turn out to be a different story for y'all if we hallucinate differently...)He has been chosen (by shadowy alien super-beings, who also give him advanced capabilities) to protect the Earth from other alien tourists who will muck the whole place up for everyone. A plague of gourds invades South America, and he defeats them with the aid of bullhorn-toting Marxist toucans. An army of filing cabinets invades Russia, and he turns them away with the help of fleas. Penguins assist him, but it becomes apparent that the task is Sisyphean somewhere around Mozambique on the way to Turkey from the South Pole... It's all quite amusing (if confusing), but takes a dark turn and ends in a depressing manner. He feels badly used by one woman who's supposed to be his counselor, and he treats another badly in turn who feels that he is her friend. It's a clever story for the most part, with the added fun of trying to guess what was real and if it mattered, but it came to an end that was both way too abrupt and very dark.