Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

I normally like Philip K. Dick's work, but I bounced very hard off of this one. This is the story of a shallow pop star briefly losing his fame and identity, and of his wandering around until it is restored. All of the characters seemed vapid, shallow and incapable of meaningful human connection, and I was frustrated by the apparent pointlessness of the plot. I think the reveal at the end could have been an interesting twist if I'd been in the mood for it, but instead it just felt tacked on. I'll probably still read more Philip K. Dick in the future, because I am honestly surprised I did not enjoy this one.

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