I’ve been excited to read classics—especially dystopian sci-fi. So, here we are writing a review of Brave New World.
The first couple of chapters were explosive. They were horrific. It took me by surprise, hit hard, and had me in awe. Then on to the rest of the book, where we’re left with the fallout and array of emotions lingering from those hard-hitting chapters. A fallout that we just want to survive and see to an end.
The world-building Huxley achieved in the first couple of chapters was masterful, while the rest of the story, if you could call it that, was like reading some whining dude’s diary, and the key message was lost upon deaf ears because I couldn’t stand the dude. If it weren’t a classic, I would have DNFed it.
While there were some quotable passages, masterful world-building, I just didn’t enjoy where the story went at all. If it were a short story, perhaps?