My way of telling a good book and a great book apart is by measuring the time it takes me to read them. And Fahrenheit 451 is a page turner. It took me less than a day to read it, and as I read I kept telling myself that it’s one of those rare instances of a real prophecy. Even though this is not yet the future Bradbury envisioned, we’re close to what he imagined in his novel.
Simply writing this review, surrounded by all this technology that back in those days didn’t exist, makes me shiver a little bit. We have grown overly dependent on technology and we have grown lonesome. The world depicted by Ray Bradbury is magnificent simply because he was right.
One other thing: most writers love to write. They read, of course, they read a lot, but most writers like to emphasize on their writing or say something about writing. Ray Bradbury seems to me as someone who loved books more than anything else. And his dis dystopian novel gives you this feeling in an overwhelming quantity.