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More Molotov-cocktails, vicar?,
This review is from: Millennium People (Hardcover)
JG Ballard has a lot of fun with his Observer-worshipping, Volvo driving, Tuscany-holidaying readership by choosing these totems of middle-class 21st century life as the basis for a revolution. His psychologically "injured" characters manage to blow up the Tate Modern, Heathrow T2, and the local Blockbusters, whilst trying to overrun Auntie Beeb. The protagonist, a psychiatrist, treads a thin line between trying to understand the revolutionaries and joining their struggle. There's even a bit of the calliper-based car fetish last seen in Crash, but this time involving a dead paedeatrician in a Saab.
Despite the absurdity of civil unrest in Chelsea, the novel raises some thought-provoking points about a paranoid, over-worked, and spiritually redundant UK society. Overall I enjoyed reading The Millenium People, although I was left feeling slightly annoyed by the Range-Rover-driving characters and I wished a few more of them had been victims of their own bombs.