If you want to see a likeable villain, meet Julius Winsome. I've never wrestled with hating a bad guy so much because... he isn't quite a bad guy. He isn't mean. He doesn't have a tortured backstory. He has a great library, will use Shakespearean vocabulary in everyday conversations, and loves his dog. Yet he is the antagonist. I don't want to spoil any of the plot, but this book completely changed how I look at narrators and intent in novels. It asks how much readers will forgive a character for, and what actions or beliefs create an antagonist. This is, craft-wise, one of the cleverest books I've ever read.