The Dreambox

Take Vian’s and Pelevin’s surrealism, English black humor, the shamelessness of the Marquis de Sade, and multi-layered dreams. Pour it all over with a thick sauce of Freudianism. Add a spoonful of philosophy. Then put it in Carroll’s form—“Alice in Wonderland”… And then you can at least roughly imagine what this literary dish is made of.

Absurd, laugh-out-loud funny, shockingly unpredictable, and shamelessly depraved!

And the story begins with the main character coming to in a dark train compartment, but remembering neither his name, nor his past, nor the address of his destination. A mysterious stranger sits across from him—his philosophical musings unexpectedly turn into harassment. But when the lights come back on, he sees only an old man who introduces himself as Dr. Freud and assures him that the light in the carriage never went out for a second. And then… then the hero is in for adventures, one more “wonderful” than the other. And, of course, love. Where would we be without it?