A review by dknippling
From the Dust Returned by Ray Bradbury

3.0

Not for me. The stories felt vague and untied and blurry and, yes, lyrical, but not a tune that I particularly care for. It felt like a kind of mythmaking that didn't do anything other than pull the teeth out of other myths. Maybe it's the era I'm in: from my perspective, I've seen generations upon generations of the nice-ifying of the old stories, from vampires and werewolves to the shenanigans of the Greek gods. These stories feel like bland pap, from that perspective. Also? I'm an adult, and I suspect that these are boy-stories, for boys of an age called "middle-grade" now but that has been called "the golden age" or readers in the past.