This felt dated.

The idea of a utopian dystopia of easy consumerism is one that is worth exploring, and Huxley certainly deserves credit for developing the concept. But in narrative terms, Brave New World really doesn't hold together particularly well. Part of this is an unavoidable case of 1930s attitudes being reflected in the novel, but at least as much - if not more - comes down to the characters, their motivations and the reactions to them, none of which rings true.

Brave New World is certainly worth reading, but I can't help but feel that Ray Bradbury covered the same ground much more effectively with Fahrenheit 451.