But unfortunately, those deeper issues dissolve in a vat of melodrama. This is clearly meant to be a stunning development, ripe with provocative reflections on the nature of consciousness and the creative power of perception. The creepy utopia Proctor depended on vanishes, and he finds himself in a hallucinatory realm of baffling experiences. But Cronin has something far more ambitious and metaphysical in mind, which throws The Ferryman off its tracks. All the elements are here for a spectacular sci-fi thriller full of piercing implications for our own class-bound society, with its paralyzing fear of aging. Although Cronin made his reputation by destroying the world, he’s actually better at building it, with all its attendant faults. The eerie first half - by far the better - is set on Prospera, an island paradise. Pan The Washington Post To get through this chaotic story, you’ll need the red pill and the blue pill and some Adderall.
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