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Our Turkish literature has such a treasure and I did not know about it for all these years. I waited to make a comparison in case my memory was tired and forced myself to think again with a rested mind. However, I have come to the conclusion that I have never read a book similar to this magnificent work in our own literature. When I researched the author before starting the book, I read that he was a friend of Oğuz Atay and that he was influenced by Yusuf Atılgan. I came across traces of both of these names in an eternal sense. However, while reading the book, when I considered the author's frequent use of the stream of consciousness method, the sudden jumps between the concepts of time and space, and the variable mental states that the main character of the book experienced, it reminded me of neither Oğuz Atay nor Yusuf Atılgan (except for the Idle Man). The only name that came to my mind was James Joyce and his unforgettable and unique work Ulysses, which I still remember. Because the main character of the novel, or even the anti-hero, it would be more accurate to say, when I analyze Fahri Tekben, Stephen Dedalus is dominant, the Idle Man is Mr. C. looking, John Fante's Arturo Bandini is good-natured, Musil's Ulrich is immature, In the incongruity of Gogol's Akakiy Akiyevich, I encountered a character with a humorous personality that even resembled Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean. That being the case, of course I got indescribable pleasure from this book I read.
I hope that this true literary treasure, which has remained hidden and forgotten and condemned to gather dust on the shelves, will receive the value it deserves.
