When I was a child, there was a series of books that took classics and gave them a similar treatment. Every other page had an illustration while the “novel” had short sentence summaries. You could read Frankenstein or Huck Finn within an hour if not just minutes. I read dozens of these as a kid. I’m sure I still have them in storage somewhere. I guarantee that they eviscerated any sense of nuance and wordsmithing for a truncated, hollow experience. Reading comprehension is already suffering. “Services” like these do nothing but hasten the death knell.
When I was a child, there was a series of books that took classics and gave them a similar treatment. Every other page had an illustration while the “novel” had short sentence summaries. You could read Frankenstein or Huck Finn within an hour if not just minutes. I read dozens of these as a kid. I’m sure I still have them in storage somewhere. I guarantee that they eviscerated any sense of nuance and wordsmithing for a truncated, hollow experience. Reading comprehension is already suffering. “Services” like these do nothing but hasten the death knell.
Were they hardback and had painted covers?
If so, it’s likely I read that Huck Finn 2 dozen times as a kid.
They did! The cardboard was usually white or blue with the artwork on it if my memory serves.
Found it! The series is called Great Illustrated Classics. My mom would pick these up along with the latest Goosebumps from the grocery store.