Fahrenheit 451

It is as though Truffaut has drawn on everything he knows about cinema to express unshakable loyalty to the written word.

Even at the science-fiction horror-story level, the movie fails -- partly, I think, because Truffaut is too much of an artist to exploit the vulgar possibilities in the material.

This 1966 film often looks good (it was Truffaut's first in color, photographed by Nicolas Roeg), but the ideas, such as they are, get lost in the meandering narrative.

With a serious and even terrifying theme, this excursion into science fiction has been thoughtfully directed by Francois Truffaut and there is adequate evidence of light touches to bring welcome and needed relief to a sombre and scarifying subject.

An underrated film, perhaps because it is less science fiction than a tale of 'once upon a time.'

Holy smoke! What a pretentious and pedantic production he has made.

Ultimately, the film has a powerful emotional impact, but it is achieved the hard way -- through the mind rather than the viscera -- and only in Its own good time.

Truffaut brought more cinematic acumen to this minute-long sequence than many filmmakers deploy in an entire feature.

Truffaut's movie clearly suffered from a troubled shoot - Truffaut didn't actually know English - so his oddball take on the material succeeds in only fits and bursts.

Bradbury's 1954 vision of a totalitarian society where technology is worshiped and books are burned has been neutered and consigned to camp.