“Brave New World” Review

Brave New World Review



            Brave New World is a grand little tale of fornication and debauchery in a futuristic analogy of our present day culture 632 years after the birth of industrialist and founder of the Ford automobile company, Henry Ford. The author Aldous Huxley, creator of such famed books as Eyeless in Gaza and The Doors of Perception, origin for the name of Jim Morrison’s famous psycadelic rock band The Doors, was a bourgeois British writer whose primary literary focus was concerning the philosophy of our modern day society.

A Brave New World it indeed is when John “The Savage” is set forth from his humble New Mexican reservation to discover the world as it has become – a Ford worshipping shitfuck (for lack of a better word) of high-rises, helicopters, communism, and promiscuity. Raised on a strict diet of tortillas, Native American folklore and a single book of Shakespeare it is hardly a surprise when The Savage is displeased with his new surroundings and befriends the only like-minded companions he has, his “rescuer” and tour guide of this brave new land Bernard Marx and the freethinking literary Helmholtz Watson. Disputes and rivalries develop between the protagonists and the concept of Fordism and trouble ensues. The characters face punishment, sacrificial decisions regarding their futures, and a tragic ending. Not at all un-Shakespeare of Huxley.

The comic parable between the Ford automobile company and the Christian God is a delightful bit of wit and creates an almost believably bleak reality. The characters are colourful and Huxley’s portrayal of them in various disagreeable scenarios is every bit intuitive. My biggest problem with the novel as a reader is that it failed to make any kind of a major impact on me. Though in depth portrayals lend to a bond between the reader and the characters there is not only not an ounce of hope in the novel, but Huxley fails even to celebrate anything about humanity right into the final pages. When The Savage fails to realize his sexual urges towards Lenina and act upon them he removes himself from the mudpies of human instinct and we are left with no basis to feel any sense of attachment to him. He becomes even less an object of pity when he goes and offs himself after partaking in an extravagant orgy. Two men banished to an island to practice philosophy with other intellectuals, one man commits suicide, and no one partakes in any kind of sexual contact that means anything emotionally to himself or the reader. Fin.


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