The Invisible Man (HG Wells)

I decided to spend my Saturday afternoon resting from the exhausting week. The move was rather necessary to keep my sanity from the excruciating work load. I was skimming through my collection of science fiction films and decided to see The Invisible Man. This was partly influenced by my curiosity over how films were made back in the 30s. Here’s a little secret: I’m a science fiction lad. Although I haven’t delved much into it lately, I’m deeply fascinated by UFOs, paranormal anomalies, and the like. I just keep a facade to, well, to avoid attracting attention to myself. Anyway, I must say I resonate with its critical acclaim. The simple plot spares you the effort of having to untangle things in your head (it helps my case, since I wanted to rest my brain) and the acting is just wonderful. I like how the characters delivered their lines back in the day–as if it were a monologue. Their crisp pronunciation and bold expressions spell out timeless. I also appreciate how the depiction of Griffin’s invisibility was edited. It’s rather believable, even from a 21st century hindsight. Note that they had no programs like Adobe Premiere back then. Although I found the runtime a bit too short and Griffin’s relationship with Flora grossly underdeveloped, the experience of the film was highly satisfying. Lastly, I loved how Griffin’s face was exposed only upon his death, at the ending scene.


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