Chills went up my spine as I heard this again. So many memories of how I felt as as I heard these for the first time as a young man. Rest in peace Ray.
We never had these on cassette in our library as a kid. And i only discovered Bradbury in books when I was 14 y.o.a. I'm sure I'd have enjoyed this radio series. Instead I enjoy it now on youtube aged 60. 📚😊😊👍🏽
A simple tale told well, with a melancholy mood. Boy, that Paul Frees, he's probably the second best old time radio voice besides Orson Welles. Why do I like this episode when it's such a desolate story ... maybe because it taps into our fears and dread of loneliness, and science fiction can be a way for us to deal with those feelings.
I have enjoyed Ray Bradbury for so many years, and have all his stories in his books. He was definitely from another era, like me. Sir Edge, have you come across any of Charlie Beaumont’s stories ? I have both his books of stories : supernatural, horror, noir, science fiction, fantasy and more, and a number of his stories were used for the Twilight episodes. Charlie was only 38 when he died. Dean Koontz had given him a good write up years ago. My favourite one was : “The New People”. Thank you for the Bradbury’s ! See you in the evening show! ❤🫠
I've read a few stories with this basic premise, but this may be the most unusual. Certainly the darkest. Young Barton sounds awfully like a demon....I wonder if the theme was that evil always destroys itself...
someone knows who is the writer of the poem at the beginning of the story? I have a translation in Spanish and I can not find references to it. Thanks n__n Or if you have the poem in english it would be fantastic
It's not a poem, it's just a sort of preamble to the story. All thirteen episodes of this series use this format: Ray Bradbury intro, Paul Frees narrating a prologue, "Ray Bradbury's ", the main story, and the credits.
Of all the B13 episodes, if not Bradbury's entire bibliography, this must be the most ridiculous premise. It makes a decent two-man story, but there's just a complete and utter lack of anything resembling logic. The idea that Barton could create all these recordings and then forget about it, that the "telephonic brains" can sometimes predict old Barton's responses but other times can't..... zero sense being made, for all that it's poetic. That's the problem with soft sci-fi... prompting the audience to think, and then punishing them for it.
