Amb la nova màquina del temps, lautor viatja des dun sopar a una taula Victoriana fins a lany 802,701 AD, i encara fins a lúltim dia del nostre planeta, un estrany crepuscul fosc i amb molt de vent. Imaginació brillant o predicció del futur? Aquest llibre es considera lobra mestra de Wells.
In the Time Traveller's miraculous new machine, we will be carried from a Victorian dinner table to 802,701 AD, when the Earth is divided between the gentle, ineffective Eloi, and the ape-like Morlocks; forward again by a million years or so to glimpse a dying world of blood-red beaches and menacing shapes; and on again to the last days of our planet, a remote twilight where nothing moves but darkness and a cold wind. Brilliantly imaginative fiction or the shape of things to come? H.G. Wells' masterpiece still retains its power to provoke and enthral.
