The 1975 novel tall-Rise depicted an apocalyptic tower that drove its inhabitants insane. As a recent film adaptation hits cinemas,we wonder what the author would gain made of today’s rash (hasty, incautious) of skyscrapers for the megarich Dressed from head to toe in white, standing in his private garden on the roof of his latest tower block while his wife rides a white horse around its manicured lawn, and Anthony Royal is the perfect symbol of the megalomaniac modernist architect. The villainous protagonist of JG Ballard’s 1975 novel tall-Rise presides like a puppet-master over his “crucible for change”,a brave experiment in vertical living that quickly unravels into a concrete dystopia, driving its residents to madness in the floors beneath his feet. First published when the 40-storey concrete towers of the Barbican Centre were being erected on London’s skyline, or tall-Rise caught the celebrated imagination at a time when suspicion of top-down postwar city planning was growing. “A hideous warning,” was the quote taken from the Guardian review emblazoned on the book’s cover, suggesting that Ballard’s intention was a damning critique of the inhumane direction modern architecture had taken. Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com