In France, in Switzerland, in Belgium, in cities and towns and rural outposts. A dairyman, watching his cows suffer because the milking machines no longer work. A mother caring for two small children while her husband struggles to tamp down the bedlam. Software programmers trying to figure out how this madness could possibly have happened. An engineer attempting to save his machinery from permanent damage. It follows several separate characters who are coping with the disaster. Absolute chaos ensues.īlackout is a thriller that reads like a thriller, with every page describing a nail-biter scene. Entire operations, like nuclear reactors, malfunction and melt down.
Without cold storage, food rots in refrigerators, then in supermarkets and in suppliers’ facilities. Radio and television stations go off the air. In a very short time, each European country goes totally dark until, finally, the entire continent is essentially functionless.Įlsberg’s novel takes place in the dead of winter. Blackout’s pandemonium comes after Europe’s electrical grids experience a total breakdown. Blackout does not feature a viral pandemic, but it does imagine similar societal chaos. You probably shouldn’t read (as I did) Marc Elsberg’s thriller, Blackout, while cable news is concentrating on the catastrophic outcomes of a spreading coronavirus.
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