A review by daniellewalsh
The Crystal World by J.G. Ballard

2.0

I don't know if I just wasn't in the mood for this, but I just didn't click with this book at all.

Obviously there is a theme of Ballard's novels of an extreme environmental apocolypse; flooding, droughts, crystalisation. The ideas are unusual and interesting and a lot of people seem to love them.

After reading The Drowned World last year I thought I'd enjoy more of Ballard's work, but I don't think I'll be in a rush to pick up another.

The glistening crystal forests evoke a sense of wonder and beauty with a hidden danger and horror. But that is the extent of my 'feeling', apart from that I didn't really care much.

This was one of those books that I read and just had to keep Googling to check that I knew what was going on because I just was a little bit confused.

Keeping it short and sweet because I don't actually have much to say. Sorry Mr Ballard.