Not content to set the record straight on Arachne, Caprara takes apart most of the genre, calling out its misogyny, violence, and perversity with a strong grasp of the material. Feminist retellings of classical literature have been done before, of course, but rarely as well as they are here. The book is written in generally excellent verse and this gives the customary gravity but also evokes the epic style itself. It's not Ovid, but it's a fitting tribute to the way such stories are told.
Caprara's instinct to make calls to action give the novel the taste of a screed (which will mostly be preaching to the choir as it is hard to imagine Ron DeSantis plucking up a copy of this book from his public schools' burn pile). The writing could never be accused of subtlety! A lot more could have been done without always connecting every dot. However, that doubt in the reader's intelligence is a small flaw for this is a beautifully written tribute to Greek mythology and a work of great contemporary relevance.