First Men in the Moon
Author: H. G. Wells
Rated C for crazy ideas that are illogical and come from the minds of two people that are probably really high.
Up, Up, And Away!
Mr. Bedford confronts a man about his very strange habits that occurs right outside his apartment and the adventure begins there. Mr. Cavor enlists his help after inventing a that can hold two travelers, food, and whatever other necessities required. Slingshotting to the moon, they underestimate what they discover on their trip and this journey becomes a harrowing adventure of survival.
This was a strange, yet comical book. Yes, I know, this is a classic that came before spacewalking. We’ve been to the moon already and sent probes to many other moons and planets, but I still expected something a little more philosophical then two men creating a strange substance that provided an opportunity to go to the moon. Personally, I think that this substance actually got these two men high and they never really went to the moon. They hallucinated it. But, that’s just me. The mention of From the Earth to the Moon and Around the Moon by Jules Verne was pretty nifty.
Cavor and Bedford came across like excitable children. I couldn’t take them seriously and I felt the same about the story. It was good, but not realistic, not even for the genre. It took away from it though. The imagery was pretty vivid, albeit a little scatter-brained like the characters. LOL.
The setting was wild and a bit stretching. From the moon having oxygen to Selenites (moon inhabitants) that are watery squishies, it’s pretty farfetched. And I can’t forget the mooncalves aka moon cows. My favorite thing. Mom and I laughed so hard about them. However, the gravity on the moon was epic. Being able to make leaping bounds? That’d be pretty cool.
This book is pretty entertaining, but it wasn’t as good as The Time Machine. I just couldn’t fully get my head around this one because it was incredibly outrageous, in a fun way of course. I found myself laughing so much. It just came off as silly, which isn’t typical of a classic.
“I was like a child in wonderland all that night.” (p. 45)
“It was not like the beginning of a journey; it was like the beginning of a dream.” (p.56)
“Over me, about me, closing in on me, embracing me ever nearer, was the Eternal that which was before the beginning and that which triumphs over the end; that enormous void in which all light and life being I but the thin and vanishing splendor of a falling star, the cold, the stillness, the silence—the infinite and final Night of space.” (p. 197)
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