British Editions

From the back cover of the Panther editions


Jason Taverner, idol of thirty million TV . viewers, wakes up one morning in a sleazy hotel bedroom and finds himself a complete unknown (with no direction home~ - the ultimate unidentified walking object. And that s just the start of his nightmare adventures in an American police state of the terrifyingly near future that makes 1984 look like the Age of Enlightenment. . . Philip K.Dick has created his most stunningly scarifying novel of the day after tomorrow. This brilliant but disturbing story is one of the most . authentically chilling books of the century.

'Mr Dick is vastly more than a sci-fi chronicler of the future. He has spun here a rare Gothic tale with vivid dialogue. . . Addicts of his controlled. lit-erary, mindblown style will find the saga of Jason Taverner a strange, rewarding tale' NEW SCIENTIST

From the inside of the Panther editions

'Writing a concise description of one of Philip K. Dick's books, sketching one of his plots, is like trying to carve a leafless tree in granite. Real and solid (and strange and far out) as his characters may be, they all exhibit complex ttaceries of personality quite impossible to predict and sometimes just the other side of the reader's ability to understand. The effect, of course, is the creation of a work that your head won't put down even if your hands do.
The policeman here is that rarity, a totally detestable character with whom, ultimately, you will sympathize as well. But he isn't the protagonist. It isn't his story, though the story could not exist without him. The narrative belongs to Jason Taverner, TV superstar, who awakes in a world in which he has never existed. This is not the first time this unsettling concept has been used but I will guarantee that you won't anticipate the rationale for this one until Dick is good and ready to give it to you. And then there's the girl called AIys . . . now there's one you'll forget about as readily as a tattoo on the back of your hand. Buy this one and brace yourself for a mystery tour.'

Theodore Sturgeon, Galaxy