
We know now that in the early years of the twentieth century this world was being watched closely by intelligences greater than man's, and yet as mortal as his own. We know now that as human beings busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinized and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinize the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water.Which, I suppose, you could call mangled as well. But it's probably the best known version of the Wells' words, and I think has real resonance. Those vast, cool and unsympathetic intelligences always send a shiver down the spine, even if they're spoken by Mr. Standard Gravelly Voice Trailer Guy, as they are here.
With infinite complacence people went to and fro over the earth about their little affairs, serene in the assurance of their dominion over this small, spinning fragment of solar driftwood which, by chance or design, man has inherited out of the dark mystery of Time and Space.
Yet across an immense ethereal gulf, minds that are to our minds as ours are to the beasts in the jungle, intellects vast, cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes and slowly and surely drew their plans against us.
In the thirty-ninth year of the twentieth century came the great disillusionment.
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The trailer looks really bad. I saw it in the theater yesterday, without knowing what it was for, and about 1/2 way through, and then again at the end, I really expected some sort of wacky alien (like Howard the Duck) to pop up and dazzle me with hijinx.
posted by 23skidoo at 3:40 PM on December 11, 2004