This book mostly follows the remaining androids, instead of carrying on with Rick Deckard. Its focus are human and non-human relations.
It’s not especially fascinating, but it manages to bring up a few discussion-worthy topics, such as our need for contact and connection, the value of life (human or otherwise), what it means to be human, …etc.
The artwork is still lacklustre, and it’s starting to get on my nerves. I remember when Luba used to tower over Deckard, but now she’s shown pint-sized, like a dwarf. It’s patently absurd. As well, Parker draws android innards as though this were The Terminator – when they’re actually designed to be so human-like that intense testing is required to tell them apart. Hmph…
I look forward to the next volume, if only because I’m quite interested in what Dick has created and I love comparing it to the movie. I hope that it gets better, though, because there are a lot of long, relatively flavourless moments that could probably only be helped by better art. Or even none at all – by the mind’s eye alone.