In Sartre's An Explication of The Stranger, he identifies the similarities in style between Camus and Kafka. It's not a comparison I've read a lot about, however there is certainly a similarity between the sentiment of Beckett and Camus, and in turn, a similarity in nonsense between Beckett and Kafka. Beckett's Endgame and Waiting for Godot are fairly similar. One is presented characters who seem determined to get-to-doing something, but never quite make a start. We are forced to follow, along with them, their absurd logic, and wonder why they bother doing anything at all when there seem to be no logical consequences for any of their actions. In Waiting for Godot especially, it seems obvious that they will be waiting forever, and yet we understand why they feel they must continue to wait. The similarity to Kafka in this respect is quite clear, although I think Kafka does a better job at detailing worlds, while Beckett presents us with a small fragment of a world which quite possibly has nothing beyond it.
The Castle is not finished, and not edited, so overall it is not very satisfying. The first scene, however is perfect. K. (his name changes, but let's call all of Kafka's characters K.) arrives at a village within the province of a castle, where he has been invited as a land prospector. After arriving, he is woken during the night and told that he cannot stay within the castle's realm without appropriate papers, and they seem quite unwilling to help him acquire these papers. I get the feeling that some of the side-episodes of Kafka stories relate to a specific life event, however I do love his style.
Similarly, I could read Beckett plays all day. There is something that seems to resonate true, that I find amusing and also feels justifies my own existence. The last line of Godot, "Let's get on with it" is a reference to the same line that closes Sartre's In Camera.
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