I don't think I would recommend this book to anyone who isn't interested in this super niche, incredibly specific book. It's heavy, academic, and incredibly dry, but as someone who is from Maadi, it's a really interesting look at it's colonial and imperialist roots. I will say, you can probably skim this pretty heavily and get the gist (and the utter depressive feeling of how much foreign influence and colonialism has affected every facet of Egyptian identity and everyday life). It gets repetitive after about chapter 2, and then picks up again at the penultimate chapter.
I did get a kick out of the acknowledgement section though, since I recognized people I used to work, interact, and go to school with (and even a collection I used to work on during my internship days!). I also think the author and I might have overlapped and met at one point...such a small world! 2.5 stars.