I have a vague idea of how I came to read this. My dad and I were discussing science fiction and science fantasy, and at some point, it was agreed I would sample something from the sci-fi genre to see how it was written. Something to do with my roots being in the fantasy genre.
For all I know, I may have read some sci-fi books before and forgotten it, or was unaware the genre was sci-fi, but ah well, Fahrenheit 451 was always said to be a must-read, and it just so happened my dad had the graphic novel on his computer.
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1st quarter of the GN, my thoughts were:
Wow. Really pretty. The art work is fantastic. How clever Ray Bradbury is! A new play on the word "fireman".
(Then) A girl is introduced, Clarisse. She's pretty. What's she for? I wonder if at some point in the novel the main character, the fireman, Guy Montag and her get together.
(And soon after) Oh no, what have I gotten into...the whole novel is a dialog between the two isn't it? Just constant gibber jabber, and in the process he discovers himself. Ooh, look, it's Mildred, Guy's wife. Empty pill bottle on the floor. Has she conveniently committed suicide, so he can hang out with Clarisse more? Oh. Apparently not. A couple of technicians save the day, and guess what? Mrs. Montag is probably going to do it again.
(Later) Fortunately, this is a graphic novel, and a few pictures of Guy and Clarisse talking can be crafted to span over a few days.
2nd quarter:
Captain Beatty, Guy's boss, is looks creepy--Jack Nicholson could play him no problem. Oh no. Clarisse is dead. Unfortunately, I didn't really form an attachment to her so I didn't mind much, but apparently, Guy Montag does.
As Captain Beatty slowly revealed why they go to such great lengths to destroy books and why they've made the possession of books a criminal offense, I was reminded of the present state of the world now, and what he said in 1951 is still true today: what we read does truly affect the way we think. It is how we excel and it is what makes us different from everyone around us. Our thoughts are all different, our opinions, even the way we think is different, and it's mostly because of the books we read.
In Ray Bradbury's dystopia, "Happiness" is a tool the government uses to suppress the voices of the people. "Happiness" is what ensures they stay in power. "The family", some sort of holographic program, is what has replaced real human relationships. It distracts people from the world around them, removes the necessity of companionship, removes worry, and detaches them from everything else. The "Happiness" that "the family" offers is false, but everyone is too numbed to notice. The government remains in power, unopposed, because the people are ignorant, living in shells.
3rd quarter:
A year has passed in the novel, but I didn't notice. Anyway, in that time, Guy Montag has hidden dozens of books on the sly. He remembers a man he met one time, an old dude. Apparently, Guy Montag found this old dude, what's his name, ah yes, Faber, having books in his possession. So he forms a sort of alliance with this Faber dude, who had for some reason, come to possess an small ear-piece which he uses to remain in contact with Montag. Faber...is not one of the best characters I've seen. He's spineless, he's hesitant to help, he doesn't really do anything, he just sits around and waits for it all to be over. And he's annoying. But I guess, Faber represents the silent minority. Those who sit by and watch while the world burns.
Some form of literary debate goes on between Captain Beatty and Captain Beatty. Apparently, he's using a debate he had in a "dream" as an allegory to try to turn Montag, to confuse and befuddle him. I was...not impressed by the debate itself, but I was impressed however, by the knowledge of books that Captain Beatty possessed. For someone who outlawed the act of reading books, he sure spouted a lot of quotes.
They receive an emergency dispatch call and the firemen, Montag included, hasten to the the location (before the bad people can hide the books), only to find that it's Montag's house they stop at. Mildred. Evil witch woman. But then it's revealed that Captain Beatty knew about it his secret stash all along, and orders Montag to burn his own house down with a flamethrower. And Montag does it, too! THEN, his ear piece falls out accidentally, and oh bugger, Captain B picks it up, and he threatens to trace it back to old Faber. Note to self: Don't threaten people armed with flame throwers.
Of course, to protect his friend, Montag kills Captain Beatty, and destroys a mechanical dog and flees as a fugitive. He also discovers that not all the books were destroyed after all. Yay, for him.
4th quarter:
Faber's house. They discuss planting books in the houses of other firemen, which I got really excited about, but nothing happened. Instead, the TV comes on to say that some new mechanical dogs are gonna be shipped in to track Montag by his scent. So now, Faber is on the lam, too.
So, Montag gets away, yada yada, and meets a bunch of vagabonds. And it becomes clear once again what a twisted world it is to have professors and scholars living on the streets instead of the real bad guys, whom apparently, no longer exist because they're at home "being happy". These professors have made it their lives' mission to memorize entire books, human-libraries if you will. They then burn the books to avoid being arrested. Meanwhile, some innocent dude is killed and the public is told that the dude is Montag, because the government just can't admit they were beaten.
Jet bombers fly over the place and destroy the whole city with nuclear bombs. It's implied that this happens everywhere as well, and it is assumed Mildred is dead. The end.
Now, I was pretty happy with the first 3 quarters of the graphic novel, I really was! It was a fabulous "what if" concept, Ray Bradbury is brilliant and Tim Hamilton is an amazing illustrator. However, I felt the ending was a bit of a cop-out. Too short, too sudden, too hurried. I was left with the thought, 'That's it?? The end? No more?'
It's a bit like that birthday where your relative gives you a huge wrapped present, and you're all hyped up about it because it's just gi-normous and you can hardly wait to open it. You're thinking about it all through the party, and when it's time to open the presents, you rush to that one first. You're clawing at the wrapping paper and someone records you squealing at the sight of the cover of the box because it's that Wii you always wanted! Then you open the box, and you discover that it isn't a Wii, it's a plain white T and a fabric dye set that aforementioned relative tells you "Now you can paint whatever you want on it! See! Isn't it cool?"
Anyhew, 3 stars for great concept!