The Dark Room

by Junnosuke Yoshiyuki

Book Overview

The story of a man who was safe - or so he thought. A man to be envied: the comfortable income, above all, the women ... until things began to disturb the carefully arranged pattern of his life, and... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0870113615
• ISBN13: 9780870113611
• Release Date: January 1975
• Publisher: Kodansha
• Length: 170 Pages
• Weight: 0.35 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.5" x 4.5" x 7.2"

Customer Reviews

a Japanese O

This book stars a nameless writer who seems to spend most of his time hopping from bed to bed with various women indulging in sexual pleasure but trying to keep from become overly attached to any one woman. We learn early on in the book that the man had been married for a number of years to one woman named Keiko, bu there was a large black mark on their relationship because the man expects that Keiko cheated on him at some point. This friend, who is also a writer, later asks the man to write a series of articles for a magazine, but it does not seem that the man ever actually writes the articles. The main focus of this book is the man's several sexual partners, including Maki, Takako, and Natsue. Maki is a lesbian who normally finds all men repellent, Takako is a woman who was the writer's on again off again lover, and Natsue who at first filled the same role as Takako but became more to the writer. Many will probably find the writer's actions towards his lovers quite disturbing. His first night with Mika seemed more like rape than sex even if the girl acquised. Oh and he and Natsue play out scenes from the _Story of O_ You have been warned.

What is Birth, What is life and what is loss

I first glanced this novel about 6 years ago.. 6 years later I have passed this book on to many. Its hard to sit through, some of the ideas are extremely un-nerving.. its not a happy tale, and its not something which at the end will bring you closer to light.. It is in short. a hard truth.. maybe one of despair.. more so.. one of torment and Apathy. Loss is so much of our lives though..