Just finished this book which I started to read on my last bothy trip. Coincidently, the first #Kafka
I ever read was also in a bothy, #Metamorphosis
That really gave me the creeps, especially being in total isolation in the middle of nowhere. I didn’t sleep much that night!
This story is about a respectable bank official who is suddenly arrested and must defend himself against a charge about which is never specified and nor can he can get no information. The Law and Court that he has to answer before is sinister, bewildering, confusing and senselessly bureaucratic.
Everything is present in this book that gives us that wonderful word, #Kafkaesque
(oh how I love that expression); Isolation, anxiety, fear, totalitarianism, mindless bureaucracy, despair, hopelessness. Despite the dark and despairing tone of the book I found myself laughing at parts, such as when the court portrait painter is describing the strategies in seeking “definite acquittal” (which in true Kafkaesque style, is impossible!), ‘ostensible acquittal’, and ‘indefinite postponement’. You could really feel Herr K’s hopelessness and frustration.
In summary: Life’s brutal, then you die, alone, confused, and without ever having the slightest conception of the WHY?!?!