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A review by graceboehlke
Selected Short Stories of Franz Kafka by Franz Kafka
3.0
I think Kafka and Ottessa Moshfegh could get coffee together and kiki. They both have a love for taking an idea and pushing it to the outrageous extreme, letting paranoid delusions derail the plot, and writing about death.
Kafka’s writing seems to me to like a erratic purging of the messiest corners of his mind, like each story is just the extrapolation of his own intrusive thoughts.
However, the bizarre ideas are watered down (in my opinion) by long prose and wordy tangents, that turn his stories into musings at best. Is it that I am ruined by my horrifically short, zillenial attention span? Perhaps. Moving on.
I love this man for his ability to pair despair and whimsy in such a harmonic way, but I only wish he could get to the point a lot sooner.
Kafka’s writing seems to me to like a erratic purging of the messiest corners of his mind, like each story is just the extrapolation of his own intrusive thoughts.
However, the bizarre ideas are watered down (in my opinion) by long prose and wordy tangents, that turn his stories into musings at best. Is it that I am ruined by my horrifically short, zillenial attention span? Perhaps. Moving on.
I love this man for his ability to pair despair and whimsy in such a harmonic way, but I only wish he could get to the point a lot sooner.