The prose of A Clockwork Orange is just fucking magnificent. One of the best extrapolations of slang into a future setting ever made. The language is, however, basically the thing that's there-- it's a great thing, but it's all there is. Oh, and sexual violence, of course.

We may be the greatest dystopia ever written, and I wish later books had taken more notice of it. It has still never been published in the original Russian.