This was the first book that seriously introduced me to the genre known as science fiction. (Though it has to be said that the genre had no real title until the 1950's) I was thirteen at the time, and to say that effected and affected my outlook on life is an understatement. Like all of Wells 's futurist fiction, it has more of a macbre feel to it, engaging the reader to consider the possibility of the darker side, not only humanity, but of nature itself. On more than one occasion Wells himself--as the narrator--justifies the monstrous behaviour of the creatures in his novels by looking at both natural selection and Darwin for reasons as to their behaviour, but... if you read The Time Machine
, it's pretty clear that Wells is not satisfied with these theories... it simply does not cover it. What I personally like about this novel is not just the world that Wells creates... it is the hideous believability of it... and this comes across in all of his fiction... making him one of the best in his field. --Submitted by Andrew Hunt
There are four dimensions; the three plains of Space, and the fourth, Time. The plains of Space include length, breadth, thickness, and duration. A figure that has all four of these exists, can be seen and felt. Then there is another dimension that we all seem to take lightly, the fourth dimension; Time. We've traveled through space, distance, and even through our own earth to reach the side of something we hope to find. H. G. Wells wanted to find a way through time. Some say it's impossible, and some say that one day in the distant future, man will be able to travel back and forth through time at will. Mr.-, a man of science, hopes to find this answer. He builds a machine that is capable of doing this exact thing, the time machine. By taking himself into the distant future, the Time Traveler finds himself in a new world. A world with no disease, insects, weeds, or violence. All he finds is a new race of humans, which he calls the Eloi. These creatures are, to the Time Traveler's eyes, very fragile and cheerful, dancing around to play with their new toy that has mysteriously come to this place. These creatures may seem like harmless children, but the Time Traveler finds a second race that roams these hills, another race of man so contorted and savage that he must fight against the terrors of the night to stay alive. The Morlocks as he calls them, feast on the flesh of the Eloi. They are what you would call albino creatures. They live under the earth and only come out in the dark. Will the Time Traveler ever make it back home, or will he be doomed to face his fears in this queer world of the future?--Submitted by Erin Lichnerowicz
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