Threw A Scanner Darkly?

We all know the story. Philip K. Dick writes an old musty book like A Scanner Darkly, it gets picked up by hip young directors like Richard Linklater, throw in a couple big names like Keanu Reeves, Winona Ryder, Robert Downey Jr., Woody Harrelson, and Rory Cochrane, convince a big studio like Warner Independent Pictures to throw some money at it, and whammo... force alternative culture nuts living on the fringes of society to learn how to become good addicted consumers. Of course there are the fringe benefits, also... all the nutcases whove been preaching the gospel according to Philip K. Dick get to go on the lecture circuit, write a book or two, or just generally aquire the status of the self-serving cynicism that proclaims its proximity to truth is now validated just because theres suddenly a mass-consumer market for it. But who cares, really? Snarf all the pleasure you can from the experience cause its gonna be really cool! And how many times do fringies get to feel they are close to the steering wheel of such a massive economic production, like driving the latest in military and surveillance technology as in Dr. Futurity, Vulcan's Hammer, The Zap Gun, Counter-Clock World, The Ganymede Takeover, The Man in the High Castle, A Scanner Darkly, The World Jones Made, The Man Who Japed, Eye in the Sky, Solar Lottery, The Cosmic Puppets, Time Out of Joint, The Game-Players of Titan, The Penultimate Truth, Martian Time-Slip, The Simulacra, Clans of the Alphane Moon, The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch, Dr. Bloodmoney, or How We Got Along after the Bomb, Now Wait for Last Year, The Crack in Space, The Unteleported Man, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Galactic Pot-Healer, Ubik, A Maze of Death, Our Friends from Frolix 8, We Can Build You, Flow My Tears the Policeman Said, Confessions of a Crap Artist, Deus Irae, VALIS, The Divine Invasion, The Transmigration of Timothy Archer, The Man Whose Teeth Were All Exactly Alike, Radio Free Albemuth, Puttering About in a Small Land, In Milton Lumky Territory, Humpty Dumpty in Oakland, Mary and the Giant, The Broken Bubble, Nick and the Glimmung, Gather Yourselves Together, and Lies Inc... all great books, sure. But is it possible that in a meta-analysis, in the end, its all just a big market hype dreamed up by androids? In my opinion, yes. We no longer make art for people; we only make art to serve the machines own aesthetic criteria, an unknown, anti-flesh aesthetic. And if thats the case, the machines will chew up this movie and spit it out, since it is created so efficiently and technologically. Compared to a typewriter, via this movie we, the soft pudgy human flesh-maggots, will finally get to sacrifice that part of ourselves fully in the process of giving a cyborgian birth to the machine sensibility of the future. Good luck, and enjoy the ride. We've included all the stories involving drug wars, surveillance technology, and paranoia we could find.