| Lies, Inc. | ||||||||||
| Philip K. Dick | ||||||||||
| Vintage, 202 pages | ||||||||||
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A review by Hank Luttrell
Goldsmith was a fine editor, and had a tremendously
beneficial effect on the science fiction field during her long
tenure as an SF magazine editor. When she married, her name
changed to Cele Lalli, and eventually she became one of the top
editors of women's magazines in America. Wollheim's profound
influence on science fiction is so well recognized it hardly
needs to be reiterated; in this instance he had shown great
support for Dick's work, having published all of his early
novels.
In the additional material Dick wrote for The Unteleported
Man, Dick's protagonist is attacked by security guards who
incapacitate him with a psychedelic drug. The narrative becomes a
lengthy, detailed description of an acid trip. It can easily be
guessed that this was based on Dick's own experimentation. If Ace
had published Dick's fictionalized drug experience, it wouldn't
have set a precedent for the publisher. In 1953, Ace had
published William Burroughs's first book, titled Junkie,
attributed to William Lee, perhaps not to embarrass Burroughs'
prominent family.
The Unteleported Man was to be published by Berkley in a
complete version. Dick wrote brief revisions, and organized how
the two texts were to be integrated -- the additional material
doesn't simply follow the original novelette. Dick discovered
that a few pages of the manuscript had been misplaced. Dick
passed away in 1982 before the pages could be found or recreated, so in 1983 the Berkley edition of The Unteleported Man
was published, but without Dick's revisions or integration, and
without the missing pages of text.
A British edition was published in 1984 by Gollancz which
included Dick's revisions, under Dick's new title, Lies, Inc.
With the permission of the estate, John Sladek wrote some bits to
replace the lost pages.
The lost pages were eventually found mixed with another
book's manuscript, so this new Vintage edition is the first time
Dick's novel has been published as he intended.
While the expansion that Dick wrote for this book might have
been avant garde in the sixties, the original short novel is
hardly conventional. The story starts as the protagonist,
Rachmael Ben Applebaum accidentally intercepts a data download
about rats, in a dream. His life is in turmoil; the family
business is on the skids. Rachmael's father had built a
successful career as an operator of spaceship freighters. A
remarkable teleportation device has left the family's technology
obsolete. Teleportation provides the infrastructure for a remote
colony, the only hope for a terribly overcrowded Earth.
Teleportation only works in one direction, however, and Rachmael
wants to take his remaining spaceship on an eighteen year trip,
alone, to the colony on the off chance that someone might want to
come back to Earth (thus, to become "The Unteleported Man").
Rachmael suspects that the large corporation which operates the
colony may be deceiving Earth -- actually, he smells a rat.
Rachmael has trouble sorting out reality from the data about
rats, and the hallucinations he experiences about rat society
seem to provide insight into the situation on the colony.
What is actually happening on the colony is mysterious. The
joyous, upbeat propaganda about a wonderful utopia that is
beamed to Earth is obviously fake, and various factions,
including Rachmael Ben Applebaum, begin to suspect grim realities
such as "ovens" (the Nazi model) or work camps (the Soviet
model). Dick's expansion complicates the narrative not only with
hallucinations (which open the doors of perception in ways that
eventually help reveal what is actually going on in the colony)
but with time travel.
This book is at once dense and complex, but also humorous
and amusing. The media campaign for recruitment of colonists is a
clear depiction of Dick's skepticism about misleading
advertising and public relations. Malfeasance of a large
corporation to subvert and enslave humanity is a theme common in
Dick's novels and in science fiction in general. Dick's creation
of "Creditor Balloons" is hilarious -- an AI device which floats
about hunting down deadbeats so it can hector them with
collection threats about overdue bills. It is easy to speculate
that this is also an invention that was suggested by Dick's real
life. It would be a disservice to the book to reveal an important
theme involved with climax of the novel, as it is intended to be
something of a surprise.
Lies, Inc. is not an example of Philip K. Dick's best
work, not a classic. It is typical of some of his great work
during the mid-sixties, a prolific period in his career, shows
some remarkable characteristics, elaborates on some of Dick's
usual interests and reoccurring themes, and certainly has a
fascinating publishing history. All in all, an essential treat
for Philip K. Dick fans.
I've been a fan of Philip Dick's writing since I read the
then newly published The Man in the High Castle in 1963. I saw
Dick at a 60s SF convention once, but despite my regard for
his work I was too intimidated to even approach him, let alone
try to speak with him. In 1971, I wrote a page about Dick's work
for a university class I was sitting in on, and then published it
in a fanzine with a tiny circulation through an amateur press
association. I must have thought it was good enough to show Dick,
as I bravely mailed it, care of one of his publishers. Now, I
never heard anything from him directly, but oddly enough, I
received a letter from some European critic or scholar who had
been in touch with Dick. This fellow wrote me that Dick had
mentioned my little essay in a favorable way. I was very pleased.
I'm going to reprint it here:
"As Dick's characters loose some of their touch with our
conventions for understanding reality, Dick will allow them to
glimpse the mechanisms of our lives, our world, the universe,
grinding away chaotically all about them, forever beyond their
control or understanding. Dick is mainly interested in examining
the small but noble gestures of belief, faith and trust which is
all that man can do to cope with a universe of chaos."
Hank Luttrell has reviewed science fiction for newspapers, magazines and web sites. He was nominated for the Best Fanzine Hugo Award and is currently a bookseller in Madison, Wisconsin. | |||||||||
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