Dirty, blasphemous, indecent, and ultimately unreadable, Joyce's book Ulysses has been characterized by many. "It is a book to which we all owe and from which none of us can escape," writes Thomas Eliot. However, it is a book that revolutionized literature and the way we see it today. A book where Irish lyricism and Irish vulgarity reach extremes, composing an eternal and Dionysian mixture.

In "Ulysses," Joyce records the thoughts and actions of real people, even the most vile and indecent ones. In his attempt to create a modern, contemporary hero, he returns to the Homeric epic of the Odyssey and deconstructs the Greek hero, the resourceful Odysseus, into a parody of a "wandering Jew." In place of the Homeric Odysseus, he places Odysseus-Bloom, characterized by humble human activities and qualities, which are described in detail in the work.

With the gaze of "Ulysses," Dublin on June 16, 1904, an ordinary day like any other, perhaps not ordinary for Joyce (on this day he had his first date with Nora Barnacle, with whom he had been living for 30 years before marrying her), becomes the universe of people, history, religion, patriotism, lust, and betrayal. Almost every form of human experience, thoughts, emotions, memories flow, with the technique of internal monologue, in the stream of the subconscious and are expressed by describing the real life of the city and its people, in one day.

The book is a mirror held up to life, made of words that speak of all things "human." Intentions, desires, hidden and obvious, whims, cravings, dreams, disappointments, hopes emerge through gaps left by words, depicting life as it is: fragmented, distorted, blurred, fragmented.