Review written for ClubReading.com by Barbara
The first story, “Rocket Summer,” takes place in January of 1999, but no matter. It’s not the date that’s important; rather, it’s Bradbury’s writing, Bradbury’s visions of the colonization of Mars, Bradbury’s notion of man. Though a collection of short stories that can each stand on it’s own, they are intricately connected by a progression through time as man settles on a planet where ethereal denizens still seem to live. Earth travelers settle into little villages perhaps drawn from childhood memory, they have picnics, and they drive trucks, and all around them is the Martian landscape. And the Martians. But are they real? Are they ghosts? What, in the end, are they? To Bradbury, they are many things, and he discloses this in a novel that’s science fiction, but it’s also poetry and psychological drama too. Though Mark Twain once said that “a classic is something that everybody wants to have read and nobody wants to read,” he would never have said this at all had he lived long enough to read The Martian Chronicles.
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