Without having read any background information on the book, I would say that, to put it lightly (and irreverently), Huxley is the biggest fence-sitter of literary history.
Which makes the book brilliant: here is a text which lays bare all the shortcomings and benefits of a Hedonistic utopia and well, real life as we know it now. Sure he makes Utopia seem that bit better - but does he really make life with religion, with emotions, with 'liberty' that bad, either?
I am sick of the polemic construct of most books. This book made me think.
Surely there is a compromise between Huxley's utopia and our present dystopia, no?