"The Time Machine" by H.G. Wells

Yey the first book down on my reading list!!  I haven’t looked at a sci-fi novel since high school, so this was an uncomfortable large leap (across the book store) for me.  Therefore I’m not really sure how to approach these book reviews since I’m supposed to be analysing the things to shreads.  But I think for this blog I’m going to screw the school stuff and just write how I feel.

I believe I saw a movie adaption of this book in the eighth grade for I experienced a lot of deja vu while reading it.  I could have swore the time traveller (yes this is the uniquely named main character) stopped in many different places in the future and was initally bummed to learn his first of few wasn’t for hundreds of thousands of years in the future.  From a scholarly and philosophical point of view, it creates a satisfying cohesiveness in which I later understood.  But as a devoted chick-lit reader, I was natually hoping for a Somewhere in Time type of romance to be interlaced within all of the philosophy.  But I suppose all was not lost, just with an icky alien-loving boy’s interpretation.  But I’ll let you discover that for yourself. 

I do have to admit, I suprisingly enjoyed continuously analysing and interpretting the sub layers in the plot as I read.  It takes a lot more effort to go through a book this way, but the climatic ending was phenomenal and definitely not what I was used to.  It was like going from routine ho-hum husband sex to leather, whips and costumes (or so I imagine).  Very refreshing.  Also, being a literary classic, Wells’ writing style was convinsingly crafted as expected.  At the end of the novel, I was so creeped out by the way he described the earth near the edge of its life that I couldn’t get to sleep that night for two hours!

There is so much more I want to say, but a lot has to do with analytical aspect; so I will save your poor eyes and end it here.  However, not without highly recommending this novel to any person that loves science fiction, trying to get into it or just needing a break.  I really don’t think you will regret it.