A review by ozgold
From the Dust Returned by Ray Bradbury

3.0

I picked up From the Dust Returned from the Daedalus Bookshop, three stories of used books in downtown Charlottesville, VA. As a Bradbury fan, my hopes were particularly high after reading the opening pages and beginning a story of a boy running to see his grandmother, who lives in the attic, and happens to be an Egyptian mummy. Ridiculous? Obviously. But I sure do swoon over mummies.
Unfortunately, the book read less like a cohesive novel and more like a series of vignettes strewn together based on their mutual spookiness.
I had very little connection to most of the characters and plots, and ended with the feeling of 'eh, it's alright.'
But oh Ray, you had me with the mummy.