A well-written play (or a novel in dramatic form) about different attitudes of an atheist and a religious man.
The good thing is there is no straight conclusion at the end and you can draw your own conclusion from the script.
“I yearn for the darkness. I pray for death. Real death. If I thought that in death I would meet the people I've known in life I don't know what I'd do. That would be the ultimate horror. The ultimate despair. If I had to meet my mother again and start all of that all over, only this time without the prospect of death to look forward to? Well. That would be the final nightmare. Kafka on wheels.”