And with that, I finished the Holy Trinity of sci-fi dsytopias.

Fahrenheit 451 is a wartime novel in which reading is classified as an anti-state activity. The fire department does not extinguish fires, but sets them to burn down entire houses in which even one book could be found. In this vision of the future, individualism and critical thinking stand in the way of the happiness of the whole, which is why any form of entertainment is boiled down to brain cell-killing mush.
And once again, a girl is the turning point for our protagonist to realize what is wrong with today's people and for him to revolt against the machine.
Unfortunately, the story seemed very rushed in places, which made it hard for me to empathize with what was happening.