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The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch
by Philip K. Dick
I had a nearly-complete lengthy review here (complete with exegesis!) before my browser crashed. Bummer. Perhaps some day I will re-create it. However, the SHORT VERSION goes something like this:
To someone unfamiliar with the life-and-times of Philip K. Dick, The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch may come off as a bit of an opportunistic, unsophisticated, and perhaps even vulgar nexus of psychedelia and Judeo-Christian ontology (esp. w/r/t/ transubstantiation). For those folks, I recommend reading [a:Emmanuel Carrère|184425|Emmanuel Carrère|http://photo.goodreads.com/authors/1307566507p2/184425.jpg]'s [b:I Am Alive and You Are Dead: The Strange Life and Times of Philip K. Dick|22593|I Am Alive and You Are Dead The Strange Life and Times of Philip K. Dick|Emmanuel Carrère|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1312053865s/22593.jpg|330633].
To the rest of you, my usual disclaimer vis-à-vis PKD: it gets four stars not because of the writing (q.v., the wooden characters, the purple prose) but because of the relentless and raging sea of ideas, cloyingly familiar and yet horrifyingly alien.
Lastly: was that sex scene between Mayerson and Anne Hawthorne not just the most awkward thing you've ever read? Kind of gave me the creeps, to be quite honest.
To someone unfamiliar with the life-and-times of Philip K. Dick, The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch may come off as a bit of an opportunistic, unsophisticated, and perhaps even vulgar nexus of psychedelia and Judeo-Christian ontology (esp. w/r/t/ transubstantiation). For those folks, I recommend reading [a:Emmanuel Carrère|184425|Emmanuel Carrère|http://photo.goodreads.com/authors/1307566507p2/184425.jpg]'s [b:I Am Alive and You Are Dead: The Strange Life and Times of Philip K. Dick|22593|I Am Alive and You Are Dead The Strange Life and Times of Philip K. Dick|Emmanuel Carrère|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1312053865s/22593.jpg|330633].
To the rest of you, my usual disclaimer vis-à-vis PKD: it gets four stars not because of the writing (q.v., the wooden characters, the purple prose) but because of the relentless and raging sea of ideas, cloyingly familiar and yet horrifyingly alien.
Lastly: was that sex scene between Mayerson and Anne Hawthorne not just the most awkward thing you've ever read? Kind of gave me the creeps, to be quite honest.