I wonder whether we are set for a resurgence of end of the world scenarios - or at least prospective contemplation of future decay- in multiple art forms, such as fiction and cinema.
Colin Brush at the Penguin Books blog seems to be anticipating the coming zeitgeist by plugging one of the authors that most appealed to me in my early adolesence - John Wyndham.
"Last year, I read 'The Great Crash, 1929' by JK Galbraith. This, more than anything, reminds us that when the financial system catches a cold, it's a full-on Man Cold. That is, there is much loud moaning, plenty of snivelling self-pity, then comes the prolonged sulk. "