Consumerism and total social decay: contained in an apartment.

My sister read J.G. Ballard’s High-Rise and then wrote a rave review on Goodreads, calling it a sort of adult version of Lord of the Flies, set in a high-rise apartment building. I was sufficiently intrigued, and also by the news of a recent movie adaptation. You know me—read book first, then watch movie. So I read this book in an evening, while The Chancellor was under an enormous time crunch to get his final grades in. I decided to stay up and be supportive, and then I ended up falling asleep around 2 am. Oops. That also made the reading experience a little stranger. No, seriously, you guys. This book gets weird fast. I explain a bit more in my full review. I also fully look forward to seeing Tom Hiddleston in this movie.