H.G. Wells starts The Time Machine with a lot of fancy language that intimidated me at first, but quickly became a gripping adventure tale that I didn't want to put down or have end. Wells really immerses you into the action, even while--very artfully--breaking the point of view between two narrators. I really don't remember the last time I was as engaged as I was for this (as far as this list is concerned). Even the heartbreakingly lonely death of the Earth is so beautiful in a matter of pages. I want more! I'm actually surprised it didn't turn into a series like Sherlock Holmes, though I'm also glad that it didn't, because it makes it that much better.
It's part social commentary, part allegory, all sci fi fun. I'd very much like to see it as a movie, but I doubt anything would be able to do Wells' impeccable imagery justice. Especially since I just looked up pics from the 1960 version and Weena looks like a normal gorgeous lady. What the literal crap. That is absolutely not the point of this story.
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