Title: A Maze of Death
Author: Philip K. Dick
Page Count: 190
This book was nuts, but then I always knew it was going to be based upon the blurb and the introductory essay. It’s sort of like a satirical and surrealist take on religion that mixes together And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie and pretty much every Kurt Vonnegut book. Oh, and an LSD trip that Dick took and which he basically uses in its entirety for someone’s post-death experience.
It’s one of those books that are short and sweet and a breeze to work through, and I think it punched above its weight when it comes to how much it made me think. Sure, there’s a pretty interesting story to it (if you can follow along with it), but that’s not really what it’s about, at least for me.
It’s also interesting to see Dick’s take on religion, especially because it doesn’t feel as though he’s trying to directly tell you how to feel. Instead, he holds up a mirror to our society. Good stuff.