Stepping Westward does for the sixties what David Lodges Changing Places did for the seventies.--This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
There isn't a great deal of profundity in this novel, but it's a good read, laced with humour, and the 400 pages turn quickly. Bradbury's love of America often shines through, even when poking fun at the USA.
As a transatlantic university novel, however, David Lodges's "Changing Places" is far superior.
Englishman James Walker, a struggling writer, is invited to Benedict Arnold University, in the American town of Party (oh, the hilarity of invented names), to be writer-in-residence for the year. He accepts the offer and moves to the States, where the English department is peopled with all brands of stereotypical American academics, from tight-collared traditionalists to spouse-swapping wannabe radicals. Comedy ensues.
There is a great deal of situational humor in this book, largely of the fish-out-of-water, culture-shock variety, with America representing the free-wheeling bedlam and Walker the congenitally repressed Brit, but it's simply not enough to drive the novel to its end, and the later chapters drag. When, at the story's close, Walker boards his England-bound ship, it is quite unclear whether the book's events will leave any lasting impression on him, or on the novel's reader.
As an American academic, I appreciated much of the humor in "Stepping Westward," and found myself nodding my head in agreement, even at some of the sillier moments. If you have an interest in these sorts of academic gags (like the novels of David Lodge, for example), then I'm guessing you'll enjoy this book (if and when it comes back into print). If not, I really wouldn't recommend it too strongly.