This book/play is a quintessential work that captures Abe Kobo’s style. Having previously read *The Woman in the Dunes*, I noticed a strong resemblance between the two. Both stories feature a protagonist who is thrust from an ordinary life into a surreal, inescapable situation, trapped by the collective will of those around him. The experience of reading this play is both captivating and frustrating: captivating in the way the family members conjure excuses, gaslight, and bully the man into submission, yet frustrating because such manipulation might not succeed if institutions like the police or media did their jobs and showed concern for him.
I felt deeply for the man, perhaps that's the author’s intent, but there was also a sense of irritation. From the moment those "guests" arrived, it was clear what fate awaited him, and the slow, painful build-up only intensified the sense of anxiety and despair as the inevitable unfolded. At least in *The Woman in the Dunes*, there’s an ongoing sense of mystery and discovery that keeps you guessing about what might happen next.