TheEnglish-languagedebutofoneofJapan’smostexcitingnewwriters,TheFactoryfollowsthreeworkersatasprawlingindustrialfactory.Eachworkerfocusesintentlyonthespecifictaskthey’vebeenassigned:oneshredspaper,oneproofreadsdocuments,andanotherstudiesthemossgrowingallovertheexpansivegrounds.Buttheirlivesslowlybecomegovernedbytheirwork--daystakeonastrangelogicandmomentum,andlittlebylittle,themarginsofrealityseemtobedissolving:Wheredoesthefactoryendandtherestoftheworldbegin?What’sgoingonwiththestrangeanimalshere?Andafterawhile--itcouldbeweeksoryears--thethreeworkersstruggletoanswerthemostbasicquestion:WhatamIdoinghere?WithhintsofKafkaandunexpectedmomentsofcreepinghumor,TheFactorycastsavivid--andsometimessurreal--portraitoftheabsurdityandmeaninglessnessofthemodernworkplace.
