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For his many devoted readers, Philip K. Dick is not only one of the "one of the most valiant psychological explorers of the 20th century" (The New York Times) but a source of divine revelation. In the riveting style that won accolades for The Adversary, Emmanuel Carre?re's I Am Alive and You Are Dead, follows Dick's strange odyssey from his traumatic beginnings in 1928, when his twin sister died in infancy, to his lonely end in 1982, beset by mystical visions of swirling pink light, three-eyed invaders, and messages from the Roman Empire. Drawing on interviews as well as unpublished sources, he vividly conjures the spirit of this restless observer of American postwar malaise who subverted the materials of science fiction--parallel universes, intricate time loops, collective delusions--to create classic works of contemporary anxiety.… (more)
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Writing a biography is one thing, getting inside Philip K Dick's mind quite another. In this novelisation of the science fiction writer's life the biographical facts are incidental, and reconstructing the amphetamine fuelled thoughts that drove
He succeeds brilliantly. It's astounding that in his paranoid delusional state Dick achieved so much, although paradoxically that's what drove him. It's a testament to M. Carrere's skill that his portrait is so lucid. His book could so easily have fallen apart, as Dick did.
If you've seen some of the films (Blade Runner, Minority Report, A Scanner Darkly) or read some of the books (The Man in a High Castle, The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch, Ubiq) reading this book will enhance your appreciation of them. You'll suddenly realise what Dick was getting at, where before you'd enjoyed the ride.
It left me wanting a 'proper' biography (which exists, it's by Lawrence Sutin). That's not a criticism, Dick's universe had little room for reality. He discards the bit players in his life when they cease to be relevant. Now I'd like to know about Dick, as they saw him. The 'real' Dick, perhaps.
Dick's use of science fiction as a medium was singularly well-suited for the intense and wide-ranging scope of his ideas while also being perhaps the most appropriate literary genre for his time and ours. Although science fiction was still regarded as a lowbrow genre at the time Dick began writing for publication and he made some attempts at producing "serious" literature at various points in his career, Dick was perceptive enough to understand the value of science fiction to accommodate his challenging ideas while making them palatable to a reasonably large audience. Dick's short fiction and novels have since proven to be a remarkably potent source of material for film adaptations, giving at least some of those ideas new life on the screen to challenge another generation, but - as anyone who has had the exhilarating experience of reading Dick's work can attest - there is really no substitute for his distinctive style.
Emmanuel Carrere's "I Am Alive and You Are Dead: A Journey into the Mind of Philip K. Dick" is an unusual biography. Although Carrere's text suggests that he carried out a significant amount of research, he has chosen not to document it by providing notes or sources. He also ventures far beyond the limits of what conventional biography would allow in terms of his speculations on the inner workings of Dick's mind. This imaginative approach, despite its hazards, may nevertheless be one of the better ways to view Dick's career in coherent terms, as sticking to the known facts of his life may be less useful. Carrere makes clear that Dick spent much of his time as a homebody, rarely venturing outside his living quarters when he became sufficiently settled down with one of his five wives. Domestic tranquility tended to be short-lived, and during periods when he was between relationships Dick would explore a somewhat wider social circle. Carrere describes Dick's brief sojourn in Berkeley (1964), his depressing span of time in the early 1970s in a commune-like California bachelor pad with several room-mates in various states of drug-induced stupor (much of this experience informing the setting of his novel A Scanner Darkly), and the final phase of his life in Fullerton among a sympathetic circle of friends and associates.
Carrere's portrait of Dick is often unflattering. Despite his gifts as a generous raconteur and debator who could stimulate and fascinate those around him as he wrestled with numerous themes, Dick was also a difficult person to be around for extended periods of time. He was emotionally needy and often behaved in immature ways, treated his wives and other women shabbily, was given to frequent bouts of paranoia and depression, and suffered from financial instability for much of his life. Dick tended to work in concentrated bursts of energy, writing several of his novels and stories in a series of late-night marathons. In the last years of his life he devoted much of his writing energy to a lengthy, unpublished "Exegesis" in which he took up a variety of philosophical and religious issues that obsessed him.
Carrere's explorations of Dick's inner life consist of extended meditations on themes central to his fiction at various stages of his career. Although these are mostly pure speculation on Carrere's part and should be recognized as such, they do provide a basis for fascinating questions about Dick's motivations and his sense of the culture in which he lived. Despite the often dark and terrifying themes in much of Dick's writing, there is nevertheless a sustained optimism, compassion, and hard-earned sense of the possible that can be found from beginning to end. Dick took alternate worlds seriously, and if Carrere's book sends you back to read, re-read, or discover new aspects of Dick's writing, it will have rewarded you with the gift of vision, something sorely needed in the grim present of 2007.
Dick was born in
He was a big lover of classical music, and a voracious reader, especially of psychology, philosophy, and later in his life, religion. Dick never achieved his dream of becoming a "serious" novelist, though not for lack of effort. Writing science fiction simply paid the bills, until he became successful at it.
His first wife was a Communist sympathizer (having an FBI file in 1950s Berkeley was practically a badge of honor), he got his second wife sent to a mental hospital, and his third wife left him, and took their young daughter, when he objected to her getting a job outside the home. Dick had a fear of being alone. Dick was a paranoid agoraphobic who was subject to panic attacks. He was, shall we say, well acquainted with the world of prescription drugs, taking them for all sorts of physical and mental ailments. On speed, he could write a novel in two weeks, without sleeping, though he knew that he would physically pay for it later. In later years, he was perceived as some sort of LSD guru, even though he took it only once. There were a couple of stints in drug rehab.
As a youngster, during one of his rare trips to a movie theater, Dick was suddenly convinced that nothing existed outside the theater. The four walls and the pictures on the screen were the sum total of reality. Another time, he wondered if he was really alive, or if he was simply an android who was programmed with false memories so that he would think that he was alive. In later years, Dick turned a couple of innocent fan letters from Eastern Europe into a plot to get him behind the Iron Curtain, and keep him there.
Anyone who has ever read one of Dick’s novels, or seen one of the movies based on his stories, needs to read this book. For those not familiar with Philip Dick, read this as a look into the mind of a very strange person.
In addition to presenting a chronology of facts and events from Dick's life, "I am Alive" constantly points out parallels between Philip K. Dick and the worlds he created in his mainstream and science fiction novels. Some of these connections are easy to make out, as it is not hard to imagine whole portions of a book like "A Scanner Darkly" coming from Dick's experiences in 60s and 70s California. Other connections are more complex and even astonishing, and difficult to describe if you aren't already familiar with Dick's work in depth. Without laboring the point and hence spoiling countless novels, let me simply say that the line between Dick's life and his work was a lot blurrier than one would think, given the fantastic nature of much of his work.
The material is well researched, and is seamlessly crafted into a detailed chronology that manages to inform and entertain at the same time. I'm reminded somewhat of "U and I" by Nicholson Baker, another work in which an author who is entertaining in his own right writes about an author he enjoys. Just as Baker recalled Updike as a part of his own life, it is clear that Carrère enjoys and remembers Dick's works as part of his life. Unlike "U and I", only occasionally does Carrère insert asides from his own life into the work, where the title for "U and I" might as well have been printed in exaggerated perspective with the letter "u" an inch high and the letter "I" a foot high. It is a skilled biographer who can hide enough traces of themselves to allow the reader to appreciate their subject in depth while leaving enough traces of themselves that we want to see more of their style. I look forward to reading other translations of Carrère's work.
Dick was exasperated about the perceived
That Dick was a troubled soul is relatively well known, but Carrere’s biography explores and extrapolates Dick’s unstable mental state into his literature and life choices, which became increasingly bizarre as the Seventies wore on. Carrere sources Dick’s discord in the death in infancy of his twin sister Jane, and was compounded by Dick’s hypochondria – and has produced an effervescent and fascinating portrait. Carrere, perhaps by taking some licence, gives us a close and personal view into his subject’s unusually complex psyche which is rare in a contemporary biography (the only other comparable example I can recall is the Gilmans’ excellent "Alias David Bowie"). Because of Carrere’s aproach, Philip K. Dick is made very real on the page.
Some will complain that Carerre’s approach crosses a sacred line into fictionalising, but philosophically I don’t have a problem with that (I’m not sure there even is such a line in fact): particularly since Philip K Dick is long dead, outside the content of his oeuvre we don't have any “facts” against which Carrere’s story can be measured – which will give pause in some quarters – but it doesn’t feel to me that Carrere has breached the poetic licence he undoubtedly as as a biographer. That the complaints, such as they are, have mostly been “in principle” and not on substance seems to confirm that. These are fair fictionalisations, that is, and they paint a vibrant and fascinating picture of the man and an excellent introduction to his major works which are analysed and contextualised in a good amount of detail.
The implication, never actually made, is that Dick’s hypochondria transcended simple pharmaceutical dependence and evolved into paranoia and ultimately genuine psychiatric illness. One might wonder what effect the cinematic success of Blade Runner and the many subsequent Dick dramatisations might have had on his mental state and subsequent writing career, but not for long: on Carrere’s account he was a burnt-out husk by the end so, most likely, none.
Carrere is a novelist himself, and he writes well – as, it should be said, does his translator. This didn’t feel at all like a translated book.
Well recommended.
I knew he was a complicated man with a paranoid tendency, but there are suggestions of things I never dreamed of (for example, his religious side). Perhaps I never read the books with that
The title of Peter Cook's writings "Tragically I was an only twin", could equally well be applied to this book - in a less comic way.
Carrère gives a reasonably full account of Dick's life, while assuming that his readers are those who have already read most or all of Dick's major works, and the earlier biographies. (Cautionary note: this means that, if you haven't read Dick's major works, you should beware of spoilers.) His goal is working out an understanding of his subject's mind from this wealth of material. To what extent did the traumas of Dick's childhood (the death of his twin sister when they were a few weeks old, his parents' divorce, his mother's own obsessions) contribute to his own instability and emotional problems, and to what extent were they merely the background against which his own personality oddities played out? How did his problems and his drug use affect his fiction? How much was the drug use the cause of his later problems, and how much was it an unguided attempt at self-medication? Carrère seems both clear-eyed and sympathetic in his descriptions of not only Philip Dick, but also his parents, wives, and friends. This is a highly readable and interesting book about a fascinating writer.
Recommended.