A review by kaisermatthias
Death Is a Lonely Business by Ray Bradbury

2.0

Remarkably self-indulgent, slow, and meandering I only finished this book in a vain attempt to understand why the Academy of Letters presented a National Book Award to this volume. I can only conclude that the florid, at times wonderful descriptions caused them to forgive the near complete absence of plot motion.
Whike there is great artifice of writing, at times it feels like Bradbury forgot to tell a story because we're building a world. Odd how when fantasy writers do such a thing, we accuse them of gettimg lost in their world-building, but when realistic fiction does it - we give them literature's highest award.
This would receive a one-star review from me for taking so long and dragging so hard, but I did love the opera singer and descriptions of her fading world.