" Philip K. Dick's novels are like fever dreams. You are immersed in a futuristic world that is familiar in some respects and utterly unfathomable in others. Before you can steady yourself in the quicksand of this alternate universe, you are rushed headlong into a series of events that don't add up and introduced to characters whose backgrounds and motivations are murky at best. Eventually, pieces come together, but just when you think the novel will provide a conventional climax, the story takes a hard left and you end up somewhere completely unexpected, begging more questions. Then, just like a pesky alarm clock, you reach the last page and the story is over. I know I haven't said anything specific about the book itself, but to me, Dick's novels are more about the style than the content. Not that the content isn't compelling: a man who can see exactly one year into the future and soon becomes the ruler of Earth through his powers. But beyond the "high concept," the book is about the ordinary people whose lives, already oppressed by the strict, almost fascist society they live in, are thoroughly disrupted by this strange man. All of Dick's books are fast-paced and frustratingly short, but I guess it's best to leave them wanting more. "
— Neal, 1/29/2014