Every morning a man wakes up, gets dressed, and heads to work, returning home in the evening to go to sleep. Feeling suffocated by the mundanity and repetitiveness of life, the man takes a detour on his way to work one day. But after being swept up in a tide of piracy, cannibalism, and bizarre religious sects the man starts to wonder: was his boring old life so bad after all?
Journey to the End of the World is longer and more dynamic than Fetus Collection, but both showcase a permeating no holds barred oddness. Do they mean anything? Are they just weird for the sake of being weird? Your mileage may vary (and I hold JttEotW in much higher regard), but a fan of one will probably find something to enjoy in the other.
In the seemingly-normal small Japanese town of Kurozu-cho, odd events are beginning to take place. Residents are becoming obsessed with spiral - whirlwinds, snail shells, pottery, or anything with a spiral design. But when strange events start happening in the town, with spirals appearing in disturbing places, can anyone escape their horrible draw?
Journey to the End of the World isn't a horror story like Uzumaki, but both progress in a similar manner: an ordinary man sees his ordinary surroundings get increasingly more bizarre and foreign and unnerving until they're unrecognizable (and impossible). Excellent macabre escapism.