The Great Depression led people to take desperate measures to survive.
The marathon dance craze, which flourished at that time, seemed a simple way for people to earn extra money, dancing the hours away for cash, for weeks at a time. But the underside of that craze was a competition and violence unknown to most ballrooms.
A lurid tale of dancing and desperation, Horace McCoy’s classic American novel captures the dark side of the 1930s.
‘A heart-breaking existentialist fable about a gruelling marathon dance contest [that] assumes the weight of Greek tragedy . . . a masterpiece. ’ Independent
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