Three separate individuals take jobs in a gigantic factory in an unnamed Japanese city. One woman shreds mysterious papers all day, taking papers from a never-ending pile. One man studies moss, for reasons not clear even to him. Another man proofreads documents that have nothing to do with the company. None of their jobs make sense although they perform them with the utmost seriousness, and their lives outside the factory are as inconsequential as their work. Oyamada based this award-winning novel on her experience working for an automotive subsidiary, and creates a sometime humorous, sometime surreal picture of young adults trapped in a meaningless existence. The Factory is a distinctly unsettling snapshot of urban alienation and loneliness.
-Cindy— From Cindy's Recs
Told in three alternating first-person narratives, The Factory casts a vivid--if sometimes surreal--portrait of the absurdity and meaninglessness of modern life. With hints of Kafka and unexpected moments of creeping humor, Hiroko Oyamada is one of the boldest writers of her generation.