Kaethe

This was an assigned text for my brother, but after I finished reading all my texts for the year I got desperate and read all his.

Mark Monday's review is clever and engaging and got me thinking about this one and did I ever bother to post a review (NO). Discussions of classic sci fi at the dinner table invariably include the section where the Spouse and I talk to each other about how Bradbury isn't really science fiction at all. I personally believe that was just the biggest market for stories at the time and/or the easiest market to tailor his stories to. Veronica mostly glazes over for this part of the discussion, except to reiterate how much she hated Fahrenheit 451, and fair enough, that's a horrible introduction to his work. I think he's better at the vaguely horror stuff and highly recommend Something Wicked This Way Comes, or The Illustrated Man which was my assigned book, and has a nice mix of sci fi and just plain creepy.

In general I'd also recommend him for any reader in a "you kids stay off of my lawn" mood. Read him on your front porch where you can wave your cane of crankiness at people who don't read real paper books anymore.

My brother's copy(less)