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<strong>Spike</strong> | 15 YEARS OF BOOKS, MUSIC, ART, IDEAS | www.spikemagazine.com<br />

Interview [published November 2000]<br />

J.G. Ballard: Flight And Imagination<br />

Chris Hall talks about the dark side of capitalism and the deceptions<br />

of reality with J.G. Ballard<br />

Walking along Oxford Street the day after I finished<br />

reading J.G. Ballard’s new novel, Super-Cannes, it<br />

struck me, literally, the total acceptance of the substrate<br />

of violence in consumer societies when it manifests<br />

itself. A silent, monolithic crowd hurtled down<br />

either side of the road as I walked from Centrepoint<br />

to Oxford Circus. I counted the number of times that<br />

I was physically forced to move out of the way or get<br />

hit head on (five). I counted the number of times I was<br />

pranged, bumped or rear-shunted (four). It’s said that<br />

London traffic moves at an average speed of 11mph,<br />

but pedestrian traffic can’t be far behind. Indeed, it’s<br />

not too fanciful to see in these crowds how the car<br />

has influenced our spatio-temporal perception. You<br />

see overtaking manoeuvres, you see people checking<br />

their rear views, as it were, with a glance behind before<br />

moving out. There is the same frustration at slow<br />

moving traffic: the same parameters of territoriality<br />

are in operation.<br />

My shopping trip reminded me of a passage from the<br />

book in which Wilder Penrose, the resident psychologist<br />

of the business park Eden-Olympia, says “Our<br />

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latent psychopathy is the last nature reserve, a place of<br />

refuge for the endangered mind. Of course, I’m talking<br />

about a carefully metered violence, microdoses of<br />

madness like the minute traces of strychnine in a nerve<br />

tonic.” And that’s just what that experience felt like:<br />

small, discrete moments of psychopathy.<br />

It was with this in mind that I spoke to J.G. Ballard,<br />

who’d granted me the last interview on the round<br />

of publicity he’d been doing for Super-Cannes with<br />

the nationals. Unlike most people who interview<br />

Ballard, I wasn’t worried about whether he would<br />

be cold and distant or abstract, but simply that there<br />

wouldn’t be enough time with the Seer of Shepperton.<br />

I was right not to worry about any of those<br />

things. His voice has a rhythmic, musical quality,<br />

and his laughter is warm and inclusive. He gives the<br />

impression of an eccentric school master with, yes,<br />

a slightly abstracted air; a patrician whose sentences<br />

end with a heavy emphasis. Ballard is clearly used to<br />

developing an idea without interruption.<br />

“The main theme of Super-Cannes,” he says, “is<br />

that in order to keep us happy and spending more<br />

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