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Crash Author J.G. Ballard Read & download ´ 2 Review Ø PDF, DOC, TXT, eBook or Kindle ePUB free Ñ J.G. Ballard In Ballard's hallucinatory novel the car provides the hellish tableau in which Vaughan a TV scientist turned nightmare angel of the highways experiments with erotic atrocities among auto crash victims e. Not a novel really see it as an extended erotic poem instead It s one pretty cool experience fantastically odd it s a journey of infatuation into the erotic element inherent in all car crashes Like a dada experiment with clashing ideas and absurd pop symbols everything is sensuous even human defects are seen through a wholly uniue filter in sharp contrast with the immaculate beauty of the automobile Sex like driving has plenty of potential energy that s stored up the want for a release is then the only viable option A madman wrote this it s inexplicable as if some alien entity tabulated like the great Maruis himself acts of perversion and undoubted sin an tells us these snippits of porn the hidden truths in explicit detail Death is seen as the ultimate goal as the final most amazing of all orgasms Crash seems to have been written by one of M de Sade s devious artistically postmodern cousins The danse macabre all the hallucinations culminate in acid trips in wreckage in homosexual liaisons naturally Truly a tremendous astute piece of contempo art It is the ultimate fetishist novel

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Crash Author J.G. Ballard

Crash Author J.G. Ballard Read & download ´ 2 Review Ø PDF, DOC, TXT, eBook or Kindle ePUB free Ñ J.G. Ballard Ach sinister than the last James Ballard his friend and fellow obsessive tells the story of this twisted visionary as he careens rapidly toward his own demise in an intentionally orchestrated car crash. A non erotic shocking and deeply disturbing auto wreck of perverted sexual carnage that just about stayed within the limitations of what my poor self could bare Credit to JG though for having the balls guts and all the rest of it to write something of this nature where many would look at this as a piece of attention seeking soft porn I am not one of them as believe it or not look beyond the car parts body parts twisted minds and there is a deep underlying message concerning the human psyche our need for experimentation and those who choose to engage in experiencing alternative ways to find the ultimate high Liked or loathed it s not easy to forget Riding High erotic shocking and deeply disturbing auto wreck of perverted sexual carnage that just about stayed within the limitations of what my poor self could bare Credit to JG though for having the balls guts and all the rest of it to write something of this nature where many would look at this as a piece of attention seeking soft porn I am not one of them as believe it or not look beyond the car parts body parts twisted minds and there is a deep underlying message concerning the human psyche our need for A Scandal So Sweet experimentation and those who choose to Short Stories by H. P. Lovecraft (Book Guide) engage in Sinful Pleasures experiencing alternative ways to find the ultimate high Liked or loathed it s not Gilgamesh easy to forget

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Crash Author J.G. Ballard Read & download ´ 2 Review Ø PDF, DOC, TXT, eBook or Kindle ePUB free Ñ J.G. Ballard With Elizabeth Taylor A classic work of cutting edge fiction Crash explores the disturbing potentialities of contemporary society's increasing dependence on technology as intermediary in human relations. This book is a sausage made out of roadkilland glass shards And forced similes and metaphors strewn about the highway ugly as a car wreckSo much semen is spurted and wiped on the dashboard instrument panels that I ceased after awhile to wonder or care how our motorists could even read the dialsSo many commas and clauses litter the paragraphs like so many slashed half moon rubber tires lining the interstate that one hopes Ballard did not race past the tollbooths and rob the inventors of commas and clauses of their rightful royaltiesPage after page Ballard serves up the same slices of this tainted roadkill sausage meat belaboring for another 200 pages all the main points about technology sexuality and violent death that he had already made by about oh page 12 that I kept waiting for the gamey taste to become an acuired one It didn t happen Apparently a lot of you ate this amalgam and declared it delicious If so brush your teeth really really hardBefore I get into some particulars a few pointsFirst I ve never met anyone in my life who got their sexual rocks off from car crashes and yet somehow this book would have you believe in a little section of London near the airport the neighborhood is crawling with people who do And they all happen to find each other and hook up I mean way before the internet even Crash deserves a high place in the pantheon of campy bad literature I m choosing to believe that Ballard wrote this as a big joke but fear that he didn t Apart from the fact that I couldn t help laughing as Ballard piled on ever increasingly disgusting perversities and situations involving bodily fluids within the confines of the auto I began to think the following passage might be clueing me into the possibility that this was an intentional satire It describes the tendency of the story s main car cash fetishist weirdo Vaughan to repeat obsess and raise the rollbar of kink on his over the top fantasies Always he deliberately sidestepped into self parodyThis is the kind of book that spawns tiresome academic dissertations on alienation sexuality and technology in the modernpostmodern world and the evolutionary merger of the biological and the inorganic and such and no doubt causes the Ballard cultists to circle the wagons so me pointing out its ludicrousness probably steps on some sacred cows and brands me a Philistine So be it Let s be like Vaughan and race white knuckle fashion into the weird world of this book I promise you like Ballard s tome it will not be prettyYes I understand about fetishes I understand that this is a book about them in general and about one fairly inscrutable one in particular And I understand that in looking at this world of fetishes and fetishists this book examines and pores over and builds upon itself with the dedication of a fetishist I understand about the sexualizing of the auto in our culture and our pseudo sexual relations to it etc etc I get all thatI also get that since I do not share this particular fetish this book will find its most enthusiastic admirers among those who do share it Since I do not share it I have to grit my teeth and bear it as the proceedings grow ever outlandishly vileThere s something hard and staccato and inelegant about the way Ballard writes I sometimes find his segues of thought confusing sometimes find myself a little off balance or disoriented by his descriptive style that confuses details of place and action the storytelling often takes a back seat pun intended to his eagerness to repeat minute graphic perverse details The constant use of sentences that contain like similes gets annoying I always feel there s a better way to write comparisons Ballard s relentless attempts to euate gore and sexuality are as often as not crude and honed by a sledgehammer as if by mentioning both in the same sentence that somehow their merger makes sense For instance he writes of two young nurses rendering caretheir burgeoning sexualities presiding over the most terrifying facial and genital injuries I mean talk about forcing the issueReading this book though I couldn t decide if the hamfisted similes tortured metaphors and illogical comparisons were meant to reflect the irrational mind of fetishists who manage to twist the ordinary into their skewed fantasies or if it reflected Ballard s inability to write good metaphorsI ve never encountered a novel that makes pretty much the same points only in slight variations at best over and over on practically every page Ballard s admirers call this a strength as though he is some precise jeweler examining and reexamining every angle and cut of a large diamond or a clinician dispassionately examining something disturbing If the latter is true then I d like to nominate the Chilton s Auto Manual and my doctor s clinical diagnosis of my peripheral neuropathy for Nobel Prizes In actuality the effect of this constant repetition is not one of a sense of clinical precision but one of unwieldiness and largesse It seemed like the thematic impact of this material with its razor thin narrative might have been stronger in short story form As it is I think this is a great short story pumped up like an airbag into one big nasty ready to explode testicle Hey we can all write shitty metaphors JGThe book is a catalog of sick ruminations on every possible way human body parts and fluids can interact with cars Sometimes it feels like listening to a little boy who insists on burping and farting well after his friends laughs have subsided The shock value is long gone replaced by nausea and annoyanceA prude I am not but I do have an aversion to an apparent revelling in blood and guts and feces and brain matter and semen that goes well beyond the amount reuired to make the thematic point Suffice it to say it s not my cup of motor oil but I suppose it had to be done One man s car crash is another man s orgasm I guessI struggled with how to rate this I toyed for awhile with three stars because after a certain point Ballard s over the top conceits and constant repetition of disgusting imagery and dichotomies earned a begrudging admiration from me for his commitment outrageousness and stubbornness for sticking with them But ultimately I just had to concede it to be fodder for the crusher May it rest in peace next to the Pontiac Grand Am that I totaled in 2006I had written tons including a couple of parodies of the book but as I don t know how to fit them in here let s just keep things shortI know it s considered cool to like this writer but based on this I don tCrash and burn

  • Paperback
  • 224
  • Crash Author J.G. Ballard
  • J.G. Ballard
  • English
  • 05 August 2018
  • 9780312420338