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I am Ubik. Before the universe was, I am. I made the suns. I made the worlds. I created the lives and the places they inhabit; I move them here, I put them there. They go as I say, then do as I tell them. I am the word and my name is never spoken, the name which no one knows. I am called Ubik, but that is not my name. I am. I shall always be.

Three stars, but also four stars, and two stars, and five stars and only one.

I've not read much sci-fi and I just can't review something like this: I feel ill-equipt and under qualified. It was immense and ridiculous, well-written but with sometime shaky dialogue. A wonderful plot that was fascinating and ruddy complicated and mind-boggling. Not exactly brilliant characters, but not flat and uninteresting, either.

Argh I just don't know. Once I've delved further in to sci-fi, and Dick in particular, I'll return to this.




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