JG Ballard - The Unlimited Dream Company
Started it at lunchtime and parts of the first chapter remind me very strongly of The Crystal World.
I've heard good things about it, started it many times but never finished it (not anything to do with the book, just my own restlessness levels). His short stories are
very good... There was a 2 x pocket book edition and 1 x hardback edition [re-]published of his collected short stories very recently, just a few years ago... Really recommend it, if you haven't read it yet you're in for a treat. I think I prefer his short stories to his novels really, the short format just works better for me because he crams all his conceptual ideas into easily digestible little pieces, many of them close to genious.
I remember very few of them for some reason, so every time I just look up a story at random it's like reading it the first time all over again- For instance the story (from 'Myths of the Near Future', IIRC) about a group of pensioners and other upper middle class holidaymakers who are being kept in endless limbo in their luxury hotel resort never allowed to leave, Prisoner style, all told though increasingly desperate postcards back home... And the one I always remember as it's one of my favourites: The man who sits in his chair all day surrounded by hi-tech 'entertainment screens', such a passive consumer he's totally handicapped and cannot even move around on his own anymore- trapped in his chair, he needs a maid to do all the housework and stuff. Then he gets really paranoid as he believes there's a stranger in his flat, moving around behind his back as some sort of secret stalker djinn watching him all the time, he can hear this stranger's breath, always beind his back, watching him- And in a fit of paranoia he believes his housemaid to be this secret stalker and stabs her to death in the bathroom as she tries to help him... Alone again, he hears this stranger's breath again, coming closer and closer... Then he realises it's his own breath he hears, he's become so alienated from his own body that he didn't recognise it... The end. Just genious.
And 'Empire of the Sun' (recounting his family's internment in a Japanese POW camp in China during WW2) is less fantastic but really poignant as he really experienced these things. There's a film version starring a young Christian Bale, which reminds me of how much better Bale was as a child actor (he got some sort of award for this role i think)
OK, i talk too much... Sorry
Enjoy Ballard