Review of Fahrenheit 451 (1966) by Lindsay W — 02 Apr 2012

Though it's been quite some time since I've read Fahrenheit 451, the film adaptation seems a shallow representation of a work that years ago seemed very profound. The extension of the lack of the written word, not just books but on newspapers and files, was the most glaring issue because somehow everyone still knew how to read despite not having legal reading materials within their lifetime.

The passage of time was disjointed, with apparent weeks having to pass between scenes without any natural narrative flow. The overall feel of the film was almost comedic, due mainly to the awful circusy soundtrack.

Oskar Werner is a decent lead, but for some reason he's constantly sweating like a nervous play-actor on stage. In honor of Bradbury's message, I'd say turn off the TV and read the book.