2 of 5 stars
I am reading a group of Philip K. Dick novels. The first is A Maze of Death.
Fourteen people from across the galaxies request and receive transfers to colonize the planet Delmak-O. They are all looking for a better place, a more fulfilling place to live. Upon their arrival on Delmak-O they begin killing each other. As the killings escalate they discover to their horror that they are on Earth, a planet that hosts only two groups of people, the insane and those guarding the insane.
Philip K. Dick is known for his concepts not his wordsmithing. The dialog is terrible. (Did, does, would anyone really use the word croak as in “I'm not going to croak you.”?) Overall the writing is uneven with disconcerting jumps and starts. This could be Dick's method of putting the reader off balance, his setting the disquieted atmosphere. It was just choppy writing to me. And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
Sorry that was The Beatles. In the end A Maze of Death is an average Twilight Zone episode.
George W. Parker