Ray Bradbury died last month on June 5th. In honor of his memory, I decided to review his 1950’s masterpiece, The Martian Chronicles. I am almost ashamed to admit that I’d never read any of Bradbury’s books before. I am familiar with many of the giants of Sci-Fi, like Wells, Asimov, Clarke and Frank Herbert, but Bradbury somehow fell under my radar.
But The Martian Chronicles is much more than a collection of well crafted words. Ray Bradbury definitely has something to say, using science fiction as a pulpit from which to comment on the many issues of his day. The 1940’s and 50’s was a radical time. It saw the end of the second World War, the possibility of nuclear apocalypse, and the continued struggle for race equality in America. It was a fertile time for social commentary. In The Martian Chronicles, Bradbury’s Mars is a mirror reflecting the prejudice and ignorance of human society. In this regard I identify as a kindred spirit. Bradbury rails against everything from racism to dishonesty in government to the hubris of religion and science. In one controversial story, edited out of some editions, black people, oppressed by their American “bosses” and by the KKK, build a rocket ship to find a new world of equality. Mars is a clean slate from which humanity has an opportunity to start anew; the red planet, and the Martians who inhabit it, exist as a kind of Eden, or Ilmarinen (if you’re familiar with my book). Unfortunately, the first human explorers bring their humanity with them.
But it’s not all doom and gloom. There is a bit of dark humor and silliness to be found here, as even Bradbury could not take himself too seriously. In the early parts of the book, hilarity ensues when the first astronauts attempt to make alien contact. Despite the Martians ability to communicate with Earthlings, trouble comes from the clash of cultures. As precursors to Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land, Bradbury’s Martians are so mentally and physiologically alien, relations between them and humans becomes impossible.
If there is one small caveat I might make, it’s that The Martian Chronicles isn’t what I expected. It’s more of an anthology than a straightforward novel. Many of the stories were previously published in Sci-Fi magazines. Despite this fact, every story is self-contained within the same chronological universe, and characters from previous stories make reappearances later on. The biggest criticism one could argue is that there are no protagonists, and I sometimes wished to continue in the same character’s footsteps, but it later dawned on me that it’s not the individuals that matter. Bradbury’s novel exists on much greater time scales, and to tell the story through the eyes of one or two people would be missing the point. The focus, rather, is on the setting as the characters move through it. Setting is the character. And just like any good character, Mars has its struggles for identity and survival and its transitional epiphany. Humanity is the other protagonist. When these two meet, there is wooing, shunning, mutual understanding, and finally, coexistence. It is, in some way, a love story.
Hi Nick – I love this, you are right on as far as I'm concerned. Your observing MARTIAN CHRONICLES as a love story is startling and rather brilliant. Did you know that Hollywood has commissioned at least 27 screen versions of the book since 1950, seven by Bradbury himself? I can imagine a major studio trying to rationalize producing a major motion picture without a single, identifiable protagonist – ha! But a love stroy between a planet and a people – I get it. I am moved by what you wrote about Ray and the book, and our thinking is not too different. If you have a chance, please come check out my operatic adaptation at http://www.martianchroniclesopera.com, and if you have any comments, I'd be all ears. We just went live, tweaks to come, for sure, and new recordings to post, but it is basically there. all the best to you – Daniel
Thanks, Daniel! It's great to hear from you and to answer your question, no, I did not know there were so many film adaptations. I shudder at the thought of Hollywood trying to make sense of a book like that. It's not the sort of thing that translates easily to film. Let's not forget the blasphemous horror that was Will Smith's “I, Robot,” or, for that matter, the even more atrocious crime that was “I am Legend.” I think you can simply rule out any decent adaptations of anything if Will Smith is involved. As for your film, I'd be more than happy to check it out. Thank you for posting.
Daniel, I tried to contact you via your site but couldn't find a link, so I just wanted to say that I visited your site and was very impressed! I expected something amateurish, but your site has a lot of polish. Your dedication to the work of Bradbury in the form of an opera is inspiring to say the least. If I ever need a musician to compose lines for Ages of Aenya, I'll know who to call.