Reading and reviewing WE’LL ALWAYS HAVE PARIS: STORIES is an experience that can only (and most diplomatically) be described as profoundly bittersweet. Seeing a new collection of stories by Ray Bradbury immediately gives a lift to the heart and spirits. But knowing that the maestro is in frail health and confined to a wheelchair these days means he is nowhere as productive as he used to be.
What is not as well-known, however, is that Bradbury, who often instructs neophyte writers to produce a short story every week, practiced what he preached. Thus, his files contain a huge collection of tales that, for one reason or another, were never submitted for publication when completed (as detailed and listed in the very noteworthy study, RAY BRADBURY: THE LIFE OF FICTION, by Jonathan R. Eller and William F. Touponce). So for the past few years, we’ve seen the first-time publication of such curios as FAREWELL SUMMER, NOW AND FOREVER and "trunk story" collections like THE CAT’S PAJAMAS.
This latest book is another collection of “never-before-published” trunk stories. And like its predecessors, it is a disservice to Bradbury’s influential legacy.
The opening “Massinello Pietro” is probably the one fully satisfying entry in this collection, detailing the odd and often annoying daily activities of one of Bradbury’s beloved Los Angeles eccentrics and the haunting gap created when complaining neighbors finally do away with him.
But the remaining stories mostly flirt with their intended themes. Such is the case with “The Visit,” where a woman visits the man who received the transplanted heart of her dead son. It tiptoes close to the emotional impact of the premise, but then fails to fully deliver. Similarly, others like “When The Bough Breaks,” “Last Laughs” and “Pieta Summer,” also miss their mark. Then there are those like “Ma Perkins Comes to Stay,” “The Twilight Greens” and the title tale, which try to create much more than either their premise or theme allows.
Hope swells again the moment we learn that “Fly Away Home” is another Martian story. But it, too, disappoints, especially because we know that Bradbury learned to portray the theme much better in the collection of Martian stories that help establish his sterling reputation.
The book supplies no clue as to when these stories were written, so we can only guess that they were completed sometime between or during the creation of those other well-known collections. And perhaps the author himself felt at the time that they were better left unpublished.
WE’LL ALWAYS HAVE PARIS is probably of value to those scholars or collectors who rejoice at the chance to have more stories in print. But the rest of us will always have THE MARTIAN CHRONICLES, THE OCTOBER COUNTRY, THE ILLUSTRATED MAN and all the other anthologies and novels that remind us why Ray Bradbury is so indispensable, and so cherished. —Alan Cranis
Buy it at Amazon.
OTHER BOOKGASM REVIEWS OF THIS AUTHOR:
• THE DRAGON WHO ATE HIS TAIL by Ray Bradbury
• MASKS by Ray Bradbury
• MATCH TO FLAME: THE FICTIONAL PATHS TO FAHRENHEIT 451 by Ray Bradbury
• NOW AND FOREVER by Ray Bradbury
• SOMEWHERE A BAND IS PLAYING by Ray Bradbury
We’ll Always Have Paris: Stories
Reading and reviewing WE’LL ALWAYS HAVE PARIS: STORIES is an experience that can only (and most diplomatically) be described as profoundly bittersweet. Seeing a new collection of stories by Ray Bradbury immediately gives a lift to the heart and spirits. But knowing that the maestro is in frail health and confined to a wheelchair these days means he is nowhere as productive as he used to be.
What is not as well-known, however, is that Bradbury, who often instructs neophyte writers to produce a short story every week, practiced what he preached. Thus, his files contain a huge collection of tales that, for one reason or another, were never submitted for publication when completed (as detailed and listed in the very noteworthy study, RAY BRADBURY: THE LIFE OF FICTION, by Jonathan R. Eller and William F. Touponce). So for the past few years, we’ve seen the first-time publication of such curios as FAREWELL SUMMER, NOW AND FOREVER and "trunk story" collections like THE CAT’S PAJAMAS.
This latest book is another collection of “never-before-published” trunk stories. And like its predecessors, it is a disservice to Bradbury’s influential legacy.
The opening “Massinello Pietro” is probably the one fully satisfying entry in this collection, detailing the odd and often annoying daily activities of one of Bradbury’s beloved Los Angeles eccentrics and the haunting gap created when complaining neighbors finally do away with him.
But the remaining stories mostly flirt with their intended themes. Such is the case with “The Visit,” where a woman visits the man who received the transplanted heart of her dead son. It tiptoes close to the emotional impact of the premise, but then fails to fully deliver. Similarly, others like “When The Bough Breaks,” “Last Laughs” and “Pieta Summer,” also miss their mark. Then there are those like “Ma Perkins Comes to Stay,” “The Twilight Greens” and the title tale, which try to create much more than either their premise or theme allows.
Hope swells again the moment we learn that “Fly Away Home” is another Martian story. But it, too, disappoints, especially because we know that Bradbury learned to portray the theme much better in the collection of Martian stories that help establish his sterling reputation.
The book supplies no clue as to when these stories were written, so we can only guess that they were completed sometime between or during the creation of those other well-known collections. And perhaps the author himself felt at the time that they were better left unpublished.
WE’LL ALWAYS HAVE PARIS is probably of value to those scholars or collectors who rejoice at the chance to have more stories in print. But the rest of us will always have THE MARTIAN CHRONICLES, THE OCTOBER COUNTRY, THE ILLUSTRATED MAN and all the other anthologies and novels that remind us why Ray Bradbury is so indispensable, and so cherished. —Alan Cranis
Buy it at Amazon.
OTHER BOOKGASM REVIEWS OF THIS AUTHOR:
• THE DRAGON WHO ATE HIS TAIL by Ray Bradbury
• MASKS by Ray Bradbury
• MATCH TO FLAME: THE FICTIONAL PATHS TO FAHRENHEIT 451 by Ray Bradbury
• NOW AND FOREVER by Ray Bradbury
• SOMEWHERE A BAND IS PLAYING by Ray Bradbury
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That is one hideous cover.
I agree, Blu. And I’ve never been fond of the both-names-in-one-word logo that Bradbury’s publisher has been using of late.
dear reviewer and readers of this review
I have not read this book and it is unlikely that i would …
I have long been a fan of bradbury and write myself,
it seems very likley that his publisher is asking him to publish work that was merely, practice session s…
i think of the beatles anthology a number of years ago where every comment or track laid in the studio and captured by the mic was “remixed” and published …
I wonder how many would watch my video movies if i left them unedited — every time i swung the camera off the tripod and raced to focus on new action … not shutting the camera off in-between for fear of not turning it back onto record once there…
every swing of the lense … my feet … the ground… the sky …the refocus …
not pretty …
it doesn’t belong in publication …
if the practice stuff belongs then i have some really great poetry i wrote this one time when i was heart broken and feeling sexually frustrated. I had no one to express myself at so i wrote poems about the rage and against humanity …
they all begin with …
The blood red moon hung low in the dark purple night sky …
yours
Well, you have me schized out a bit on this review. On the one hand, who the eff are you to criticize on of the great writers of our time? On the other hand, no writer is a god and if a story is falls short of a critics expectations, then call it as it is. On still another hand (Martians have three, btw), it is likely these were never printed before because Bradbury didn’t try to get them pubbed or they didn’t find a market. Perhaps they were only practice, as Laston has pointed out.
But all in all, since Bradbury is in twilight, I’ll likely purchase these, as I have a feeling even his practice sessions can instruct and entertain.
I, too, think Bradbury is one of the greatest writers of our time, but I now approach any “new” work by him with great care. I liked NOW & FOREVER, but I remember reading THE CAT’S PAJAMAS and just finding it awful. That one was so bad for him, it made me angry.
All writers have their good and bad stuff. What about Norman Mailer — whose stuff I’ve never clicked with — comparing sex to excrement? Talk about a true middle fingered salute to the literati…
Well, maybe not. They probably like it like that.