We Can Remember It for You Wholesale is the final installment of a uniform, five-volume edition of The Collected Stories of Philip K. Dick. This expansive collection contains 27 stories and novellas written between 1963 and 1981, years in which Dick produced some of his most mature work, including such novels as Ubik, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said, and A Scanner Darkly. Among the many pleasures included here are the classic title story (filmed twice as Total Recall), in which an ordinary clerk, awash in resurrected memories, discovers the truth about his past and about the astonishing role he has played in human history; the Hugo-nominated "Faith of Our Fathers," with its bleak and controversial vision of a predatory deity; and "The Electric Ant," a brilliant embodiment of a classic Dick theme: the elusive - and changeable - nature of what we believe to be "real." Like its predecessors, this generous volume offers wit, ingenuity, and intellectual excitement in virtually every second. The best of these stories, like the best of Dick's novels, are richly imagined, deeply personal visions that no one else could have written. They're going to be around for a very long time to come.
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By Renee Tang on 29-03-18
Don't buy this book. Stories ramble on...
What could have made this a 4 or 5-star listening experience for you?
The stories were incoherent and just rambled on. There were so many times I was wondering what the heck am I listening to?! Also, can you add the title chapters so we can see which story will come up next?
What was most disappointing about Philip K. Dick’s story?
Stories were lackluster and very similar. Not enjoyable.
Would you be willing to try another one of David deVries and Joyce Bean ’s performances?
You didn’t love this book... but did it have any redeeming qualities?
The only two stories I enjoyed were "We Can Remember It For Your Wholesale" and "I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon" (I can picture this as a movie). Stories were boring and disappointing. I liked his earlier works in Vol. 1 much better.
Any additional comments?
2. The Little Black Box (1964)
3. The War with the Fnools (1964)
4. A Game of Unchance (1964)
5. Precious Artifact (1964)
6. Retreat Syndrome (1965)
7. A Terran Odyssey (1987), Part 1
8. A Terran Odyssey (1987), Part 2
9. Your Appointment Will Be Yesterday (1966)
10. Holy Quarrel (1966)
11. We Can Remember It For You Wholesale (1966)
12. Not by Its Cover (1968)
13. Return Match (1967)
14. Faith of Our Fathers (1967)
15. The Story To End All Stories (1968)
16. The Electric Ant (1969)*l
17. Cadbury, the Beaver Who Lacked (1987)
18. A Little Something for Us Tempunauts (1974)
19. The Pre-Persons (1974)
20. The Eye of the Sibyl (1987)
21. The Day Mr Computer Fell out of its Tree (1987)
22. Chains of Air, Web of Aether (1980)
23. Strange Memories of Death (1984)/I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon (1980)
24. Rautavaara's Case (1980)
25. The Alien Mind (1981)
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By Justin on 09-05-17
"Her melon-shaped breasts pulsed with apprehension."
The whole book is like that: cartoonishly sexist, blatantly misogynistic, populated with flat, indignant, paranoid heroes who abuse women and enact juvenile male fantasies. Perhaps that was the old world of 1950s and '60s SF, and perhaps it should be viewed in the light of that older time, but even accounting for the audience of the writer and the prejudices of the time, the writing is just awful. The introduction to this volume claims that PKD was valued by his fellow writers and his readers for his ideas, but even those ideas are poorly fleshed out, and farcical to the extreme. This collection is simple, cynical slapstick slapped on a Martian background. One feels better off not bothering with it. The Man in The High Castle was probably Dick at the height of his powers, and the current reviewer recommends those curious of his lasting impact to look there for a narrative worthy of their time. This collection of stories, however, is nigh unreadable; the only exception, perhaps, would be the outright farce presented in the Fnool story, which, being an intentional comedy, lays aside all the lame pretensions toward psychological exploration in favor of unselfconscious play. Look elsewhere for a probing of the human mind: here be clowns, and not much else.
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