And this Thing I saw! How can I describe it.? A monstrous tripod, higher than many houses, striding over the young pine trees, and smashing them aside in its career;a walking engine of glittering metal...The War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells brings home the possibility that the Earth is not only being watched but is also in imminent danger from other planetary beings! Snug in its comfortable existence and petty concerns, humanity is taken unawares when the Martians launch a vicious attack on England. Does this signal the beginning of the end for the world of men?