I now realise I only thought I had already read this book.
It so much more of a cerebal read that I remember. Growing up reading comic book adaptions, movie versions, have distorted my impression of the original text. In so many ways this realisation has re-impressed me in a way that I did not expect. In so many ways that is what resonated with me, that HG Wells crafted an impressionistic tale. A painters version of a story, blurry when a memory would have been clearer. But it is its fuzziness on details that allows us to travel in the time travelers company. That is what we think of him as, The Time Traveller, his un-named stature also renders him featureless, which helps every reader to see him differently.
Its a sad vision of a future that over the decades seems increasingly plausible.
i just cant decide if we are becoming more like The Eloi than The Morlocks.
Maybe a mix of both. And that is where the true horror hides in place sight.
P.S. Just look at this cover. I think The Time Traveler's Chariot is one of the great science fiction movie props. It actually looks like it might work.
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