Book Review: Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
My rating: 4/5 stars
This is a novel that demands to be read fast. The fire-drenched narrative starts amid physical action, and it doesn’t let up until it reaches its apocalyptic conclusion. But even more hectic than all the running and burning is the inner monologue of Guy, the narrator. Discontent and indecision plague him, whilst his throughts are punctuated with lines from literature, making for a rich but stifling atmosphere. Written in the 1950s, the novel warns of the dangers of mass media, particularly on TV. If he’d only envisioned screens maller and in everybody’s hands, Bradbury would have been eerily close to prophecy.
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These classic novels sometimes get their revered status because they really uprooted some core of human nature. My grandmother often told me about how the world changed when television replaced radio, and Hollywood replaced theater.
I wonder what their generation would have thought about AI.