Book Review: The Martian Chronicles

My past exposure to Ray Bradbury consisted of the 1966 film of Fahrenheit 451, which I saw in high school; and the short story "Dark They Were, and Golden-Eyed," which I read in sixth grade.* The latter did not impress young me as a thriller: So what if the immigrants to Mars gradually change beyond recognition, as long as they're healthy? It turns out that Bradbury envisioned even the native Martians as dark and golden-eyed -- assuming they weren't actually supposed to have descended from humans. Given some of the other weirdness in this book, I can't rule that out.

( Cut for length )

Wishing for a more feminine focus, I've picked up The Slow Regard of Silent Things, a sort of spinoff to The Kingkiller Chronicle. I won't forget about Auri anymore.