This dark yet hilariously satirical state-of-an-era novel sees Will Self’s middle-class, middle-English characters apparently trapped in a timeless go-round of polite chitchat in dinner parties that refract like a hall of mirrors, until one day someone says something to the effect of, ‘This way to the gas chamber, please, ladies and gentlemen.’

The Quantity Theory of Morality finally solves the equation of time and money that dominates our lives, in a way that is simultaneously deranging, destabilizing and hilarious, showing Self to be both a master of satire and slapstick humour and a sublime and thoughtful critic of the alienation of modern life.

With The Quantity Theory of Morality, Self provides the sequel to his award-winning debut of 35 years ago, The Quantity Theory of Insanity. That literary psycho-surgery proved there wasn’t enough sanity to go around – now he’s established what many of us fear to be the absolute truth: there isn’t enough good to go around, either.