Not at all what I pictured when I read the book...I always thought of that story, being kind of an extension of "Fahrenheit 451" (like a lot of the stories from that part of the book) as being a direct satire of all the Popular Mechanics/Better Homes & Gardens "Better Living Through Science" bullshit that was prevalent in American pop culture in the 1950s.
This totally works under its own merits though...it's almost like a posthumous jab at capitalism. And the animation is incredible.
And Sara Teasdale's poem sounds pretty cool in Russian, too.
The absence of the Hiroshima silhouettes really undermines the story. How did they turn to ash inside their beds? And why hadn't they been tipped out before?