Set in rural Japan shortly after World War II, this gripping novel tells the story of a strange and utterly absorbing love triangle that leads to psychological self-entrapment, seduction, and murder. • “A compelling tale of love and violence.” —The Washington Post
“Mishima is a giant.... One of the most acclaimed writers of the 20th century.” —The New York Times Book Review
Translated into English for the first time, this novel is about an affair gone wrong between a former university student, Kōji; his would-be mentor, the eminent literary critic Ippei Kusakado; and Ippei's beautiful, enigmatic wife, Yūko. When brought face-to-face with one of Ippei's many marital indiscretions, Kōji finds his growing desire for Yūko compels him to action in a way that changes all three of their lives profoundly. Originally published in 1961 and now available in English for the first time, The Frolic of the Beasts is a haunting examination of the various guises we assume throughout our lives.
Originally published in 1961, this luridly propulsive novel from Mishima (Confessions of a Mask) centers on a depraved love triangle between "a miserable, despairing woman"; "a self-indulgent, heartless husband"; and "a hot-blooded sympathetic young man." University student Koji takes a job at a shop selling Western ceramics and learns that his new boss, Ippei a "worthless, boring, well-to-do playboy" has been cheating on his wife, Yuko. As Koji begins to fall for Yuko, she reveals to him that she has been tracking Ippei's infidelity. One night, the two barge in on Ippei during a tryst and, in a fit of rage, Koji crushes Ippei's head with a wrench. The shocking act lands him in prison for nearly two years and leaves Ippei paralyzed on his right side. After Koji is released, Yuko becomes his guarantor and Koji begins to work in the greenhouse she has established in the coastal town of Iro. What follows is an ominous reunion that slowly builds to more violence, with Mishima's baroque, beautiful prose hinting at depravity on every page: "the light streaming down through that window was divine favor, truly pure; dismembered, like the white body of a slain infant." This disturbing book is a masterful look into the "very instant when the truth of perverse human nature begins to shine."