Have I read this before: Yes, but it was a loooong time ago. I want to say this was one of the first several books I read on my list way back in 7th/8th grade, which means my memory of it is absolutely abysmal.
Review: Actually, now that I think about it, I had no memory of this book. I didn’t remember the main character or even the general plot, apart from the “books are being burned” thing. Apparently my retention levels for books when I was 13/14 was terrible.
ANYWAY. I enjoyed Bradbury’s writing style. Maybe it’s because I’d read Exodus before this, which was super heavy and also had a very blunt style to it, but Bradbury’s prose was a nice change from that (not that I didn’t enjoy Exodus, ‘cause I did).
Favorite part: This line really resonated with me:
With an effort, Montag reminded himself again that this was no fictional episode to be watched on his run to the river; it was in actuality his own chess game he was witnessing, move by move.
I think this stuck out to me so much because this is how I sometimes feel about all this pandemic nonsense. Sometimes it’s like I’m just watching a movie or reading a book in which this pandemic is taking place, and my mind just goes “haha, that sucks, glad that’s not really happening…oh” or “I’m glad I could just fast forward or flip to the end of the book to see what ends up happening…oh.” It’s a weird feeling. Is anyone else getting that feeling on occasion?