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It's about my guy... but, of course, they are not doing a very good job of discussing his work... I suspect because they haven't read much of it, if any of it, there being so many movies that do a good enough job for government work.
You'd be hard pressed to find more dedicated fans than Old Uncle Dave and I, both of us having been youngsters in the vicinity of PKD, which means PKD's orbit. Despite his reclusiveness, he was in touch with the people around him. He was actually on friendly terms with my boyfriend, Dean the Dream, when he lived in Santa Venicia... ergo... by proxy... me... for smiles across the way and little waves... quick snatches of daffy exchange... and, in fact, Peake mentions that Dick liked to do just this, mingle with the kids in the neighborhood. Nothing heavy. Nothing pervy or second childhoodish. Just light energy traffic, always upbeat... vaguely harried....
In fact, I have read almost all of his work, and it's been so long I should go about reading it all over again. It is brilliant stuff.
