Not that it was unexpected of someone ninety-one years of age, but the
fertile imagination of writer Ray Bradbury has been quenched by death. Bradbury
is typically classified as a science fiction writer, but he seemed to style
himself more as a writer of fantasy.
His Ray Bradbury Theater brought his imagination to the small
screen. I own the complete series on DVD and enjoy watching these stories often.
The movie adaptation of his Something Wicked This Way Comes stands as
my personal favorite Bradbury tale, and from what I can tell is also a favorite
of many lovers of fantasy and scary tales.
Hugh Hefner, who was known to use Bradbury's fiction in his
Playboy magazine well stated that "he will be missed."
I often think about what a drab existence this world would be without the
ability to take occasional flight from it through the medium fantasy. I also
think imagination is wonderful and very constructive tool. Perhaps nothing is a
bigger bore to me than the person whose thinking has become fossilized.
Rest in peace Mr. Bradbury.
6 comments:
My favorite was Fahrenheit 451, and Something This Way Comes was pretty close to that. My friend had just died (cerebral hemorrhage) before she gave it to me, and I kept it for a long time ... Of course, she was 15 years old, I was 14. Yikes! I'm 49 now, so ...
The fun thing -- he won't be missed too badly, because he left much of himself with us! What a good thing.
Thanx for the announcement.
Thinking of you Doug. Hope everything is OK.
@ Doug Robertson,
I'm a bit ashamed to admit I never read Fareneit 451. But then again, there is a lot of fiction I never read.
@ Sabio,
That's a good way of looking at it.
@ Syliva,
You are so sweet and certainly one of my favorite cyber friends. I am fine, thank you, just needed a little rest.
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