Editions: Folio
Collection: SF
date: February 2010
Translator: Jacques Chambon and Eric Roubillaud
Preface : Jacques Chambon
Number Pages: 213 p.
Cover: Photos & Masao Mukai Syata Tokitsume (Photonica)
Dedication: "This is dedicated with gratitude to Don Congdon"
Quote: "If they give you ruled paper, write the other side." Juan Ramon Gimenez
Back Cover: "451 degrees Fahrenheit temperature represent a book which ignites and burns. In this future society where reading, source of questioning and reflection, is considered an anti-social, a special corps of firefighters are instructed to burn all the books whose detention is prohibited for the public good. The fireman Montag begins to dream of yet a different world, that does not banish the literature and the imagination in favor of happiness immediately consumable. It then becomes a dangerous criminal, hunted by a ruthless society that disavows its past. "
Comment: There is no need to make this work yet anthology of science fiction novel / science fiction? Published in 1953 in serial form, this novel is still and always emulated. And for good reason: the issues raised by Bradbury are time bombs that threaten, if left unchecked, will explode. The " burnings" books are recurring events in history because " source of questioning and reflection" , books symbolize the memory of mankind. Although Fahrenheit 451 does not reflect not reality, it offers a pessimistic vision of the future who finds a powerful echo among the reading public: what if read was really drives dangerous criminals? The novel returns to the concerns of the author vis-à-vis the McCarthyism of the 1950s and censorship that we know today has happily taken his relay. If eading is a subversive act regardless if firefighters do not burn the books: the fact that Bradbury imagined it in this novel, has accused the men of this disaster . In this sense, Fahrenheit 451 is a novel universal.
I read this book when I was a teenager and I have excellent memories. So when the blogosphere has given this reading for every day, I took the opportunity to explore this issue with relevance introduced by Jacques Chambon (2000) . Reread the novel after years, has lost none of its power: the disturbing message he hovers over our civilization. Again, to paraphrase Bradbury "there is more a way to burn a book " one which corresponds to our time is censorship. But beyond these considerations, it is especially reminds Chambon" question of imperialism media, which carry great brainwashing advertising, games, soap operas, television news ". (p. 12/13 of the preface). And if burning a book is simply another way " make people unable to read due to atrophy of all interest in the thing literary, intellectual laziness or simple disinformation "? p.13 is a question that deserved to be asked. Fortunately, we are still likely to defend the interests of reading and the book is far from dead, but if you had no "being" one book, which embodies you?
I read this book when I was a teenager and I have excellent memories. So when the blogosphere has given this reading for every day, I took the opportunity to explore this issue with relevance introduced by Jacques Chambon (2000) . Reread the novel after years, has lost none of its power: the disturbing message he hovers over our civilization. Again, to paraphrase Bradbury "there is more a way to burn a book " one which corresponds to our time is censorship. But beyond these considerations, it is especially reminds Chambon" question of imperialism media, which carry great brainwashing advertising, games, soap operas, television news ". (p. 12/13 of the preface). And if burning a book is simply another way " make people unable to read due to atrophy of all interest in the thing literary, intellectual laziness or simple disinformation "? p.13 is a question that deserved to be asked. Fortunately, we are still likely to defend the interests of reading and the book is far from dead, but if you had no "being" one book, which embodies you?
Excerpts: "Montag Well, believe my word, I had read some time to find out what was going on : they do not tell "Nothing that we can teach or believe. They talk about things that do not exist, products of the imagination, if they are novels. And if not, it's worse, each teacher treats the other a fool, each philosopher tries to swallow his words to each other, screaming louder than him. They Courrent in all directions, blowing it off the stars and the sun. We freaked out. " p.91
" - Nobody listens more. I do not want to talk to the walls because they are screaming after me. I can not speak to my wife, she listens to the walls. I just want someone who listens to what I have to say. And perhaps if I talk long enough, it will eventually stand. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read. " p. 114
" Books were one of many types of containers for preserving what we fear forget. They have absolutely no magic. There is magic in what they say in the way they sew the bits and pieces of the universe for us to make a garment. " p.115
" Good writers often affect the life of the finger. The poor are merely scratched the surface. Ill rape her and leave the flies. " p. 115
" You're afraid of making mistakes. It should not. Mistakes can be profitable. Gosh, when I was young, I threw my ignorance on people's heads. And it was worth me with sticks. When I reached forty, I had sharp blunt instrument. If you hide your ignorance, you will not get hits but you learn nothing. "p.142
" - Nobody listens more. I do not want to talk to the walls because they are screaming after me. I can not speak to my wife, she listens to the walls. I just want someone who listens to what I have to say. And perhaps if I talk long enough, it will eventually stand. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read. " p. 114
" Books were one of many types of containers for preserving what we fear forget. They have absolutely no magic. There is magic in what they say in the way they sew the bits and pieces of the universe for us to make a garment. " p.115
" Good writers often affect the life of the finger. The poor are merely scratched the surface. Ill rape her and leave the flies. " p. 115
" You're afraid of making mistakes. It should not. Mistakes can be profitable. Gosh, when I was young, I threw my ignorance on people's heads. And it was worth me with sticks. When I reached forty, I had sharp blunt instrument. If you hide your ignorance, you will not get hits but you learn nothing. "p.142
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