J.G. Ballard

First Sentence:     Later, as he sat on his balcony eating the dog, Dr. Robert Laing reflected on the unusual events that had taken place within this huge apartment building the previous three months.

Back of the book:

From the author of Crash and Cocaine Nights comes an unnerving tale of life in a modern tower block running out of control.

Within the concealing walls of an elegant forty-storey tower block, the affluent tenants are hell-bent on an orgy of destruction. Cocktail parties degenerate into marauding attacks on ‘enemy’ floors and the once-luxurious amenities become an arena for riots and technological mayhem.

In this visionary tale of urban disillusionment society slips into a violent reverse as the isolated inhabitants of the high-rise, driven by primal urges, create a dystopian world ruled by the laws of the jungle.


Quote from the book:

The internal time of the high-rise, like any artificial psychological climate, operated to its own rhythms generated by a combination of alcohol and insomnia.

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 Last Sentence:     Laing watched them contentedly, ready to welcome them to their new world.