Title: Trash
Product review: One of the few books I felt compelled to throw against the wall so I could witness the tearing pages mold themselves to the pristine white paint covering my plasterboard.Not shocking, interesting, exciting or experimental... just boring, pretentious, repetitive and overwrought.The only experiment by Ballard was to see how many times he can end paragraphs with the same violent juxtaposition of car and body. Open to any page and you're likely to read something almost exactly like this:"Her left leg rested on the ground, the door pillar realigning both itself and the dashboard mounting to avoid her knee, almost as if the entire car had deformed itself around her figure in a gesture of homage."OK, now try this for 220+ pages. I'm not kidding... it does *not* get more exciting than this.
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