A review by jentang
The Castle by Mark Harman, Franz Kafka

i don’t feel that it would be right for me to assign a rating to this book, considering it’s unfinished (this caused me a great deal of grief; i had not known before i commenced reading). i know kafka gave up on this work, but i actually greatly enjoyed reading it. a good deal of it was definitely droning and dense, and not exactly enchanting, but other parts of it were witty, possessed clear deeper meaning up for contemplation, and so funky that it made diving into kafka’s nonsensical world fun. the characters were distinct, fascinating, and unique. i didn’t feel any of the exasperation i normally do when reading political fiction, largely thanks to the silliness of everything. writing aside, i want to note that this book served as proof of how easy i am to manipulate. i was being batted back and forth like a tennis ball when it came to who i felt was more in the right at any given moment. that goes to say, i hope no men ever read this work of his and apply his indirect teachings.