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Yes, I am aware that The Time Machine has already been remade, but in my opinion very poorly. My hope is that with current technology and a better cast it could be remade properly.

Emphasis on the cast part. The fx is almost a no-brainer now. Also, a writer and director who respect the material and don't go overboard trying to make it "modern". The whole Eloi-Morlock story still largely works as is, for instance. The problem, of course, is that Wells is seminal to steampunk and the temptation for any period adaptation of Wells now will be to give it that aesthetic.

One scene that I don't think has been used in any adaptations is the one where he goes into the far future and sees weird lifeforms under a dying sun. It doesn't jibe with modern understandings of stellar evolution and the fate of the Earth, but it is a spectacular vision that would look great with the right people working on it.


Yes, it must stay a period piece. To modernize it would make it just another CGI waste of time. (See what I did there?)

Also, I agree there needs to be more focus on future travels. Maybe even some travel to the past where the butterfly effect comes into play.

Possible leads? Ed Norton. Brad Pitt. Tom Hardy.

I don’t know how to make the boxes that quote others so I’ll have to do it this way! The gentleman above (Dreamcatcher) mentioned four movies. Time Machine had already been remade over and over again. The other one that caught my attention was one of my top ten favorites, The Ghost and Mrs, Muir! It’s a classic and should never ever be remade. How can you improve on perfection? That would be like remaking Casablanca without Humphrey Bogart.

Thanks for the quote. In my opinion, all of the movies I listed are classics. I'm a classic!

Yes, I am aware that The Time Machine has already been remade, but in my opinion very poorly. My hope is that with current technology and a better cast it could be remade properly. As far as The Ghost and Mrs. Muir, it has set the bar quite high. A remake would have to be of such quality that only the best Hollywood has to offer will do.

Hello AAnna. Welcome to SS. Enjoy your stay.

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'We are 11 days into self-isolation and it is really upsetting me to witness my wife standing at the living room window gazing aimlessly into space with tears running down her cheeks. It breaks my heart to see her like this. have thought very hard about how I can cheer her up. have even considered letting her back into the house... but rules are rules.'



hahaha... Now, that's funny. I don't care who you are...

I hope this is also keeping in the spirit of your post, Keith...



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Those of us with family members still in school are extremely upset with anti-vaxers who willfully put their health at risk by not having their own children vaccinated. As far as I'm concerned, ALL schools should refuse entry to families who can't verify their vaccination records. I'm a hard-liner when it comes to protecting children and these folks who subscribe to the notion that they know better than the scientific community need to be re-educated.

DC, regarding this favorite monster in your state survey...

Do mother-in-laws count? ;)

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There is a 100-yard personal space policy for mother-in-laws. If they breach that barrier, then they get added to the list.

Here in CA, we have "The Dark Watchers". Native Americans describe them as 15-foot tall shadows. I think me and a flashlight can run 'em outta town.

Inspired by something seen or heard but can’t remember where or when. Valentine’s Day is a prehistoric day of celebration monopolized and monetized by Hallmark. So much so that presumably intelligent humans are willing to spend vast amounts of time and money shuffling and stuffing Valentine cards in display case slots surrounded by hair care products and tweezers. Each looking for that...

Added 31 Jan 2020 | Category Musings | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 206 | 7 Comments

There was a time I thought that I would live forever Nothing was out of reach The horizon held my hopes and dreams I relished every endeavor.   There was a time The wind trailed through my lion’s mane My roar loud and fierce A bounce in my every step Each link strong within my chain.   There was a time Every challenge was an adventure The thrill of the gamble All or nothing ...

Added 28 Sep 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 295 | 6 Comments

26 letters are all it took A few words A couple of sentences Voila! You have a book.   26 letters make up the alphabet Soft and hard sounds Vowels and syllables Silent letters are a mystery yet   26 letters and a language is spoken Emotions are traded Hate and love emoted Hearts are broken   26 letters communicate your thoughts Typed on a screen or texted by phone Contact...

Added 19 Sep 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 217 | 5 Comments

At some point there will come a time. In a moment not of your choosing. You’ll know when. It was all borrowed time anyway. On loan, never to be owned. The path will grow more narrow. The light will grow dimmer. A soul once uplifting, now heavy and held hostage. Fear is just a lack of information. Your senses seek familiarity. The smell of fresh-cut grass on a Sunday afternoon. ...

Added 17 Sep 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 237 | 6 Comments

On this day of memories and mourning, we should remember a beloved SS member and all he accomplished in his too-short life.  Below is a link to his respected and famous poem dedicated to the 911 event. Please take a moment to read and comment.   https://www.storiesspace.com/stories/poetry/we-shall-never-forget-911-tribute.aspx...

Added 12 Sep 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 288 | 3 Comments

Click-kuck Back-to-school 1st grade: A 6-year-old boy sitting on a desk. His shoes made of raggedy torn canvas as most play shoes were back then. Indiana snow shin-deep walking to school. A teacher calling him to the front of the class. Everyone laughing as she removed his wet shoes and socks and rubbed his feet to get them warm. He felt so ashamed and hated her that day. Only many...

Added 11 Sep 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 371 | 11 Comments

There was no grand design. No all-powerful paranormal being calculating the “ifs” and “buts” of existence with pie charts and ledgers and a magic wand. It was through the destiny of random chaos and chance and proximity that the universe began sorting itself nearly fourteen billion years ago. Like marbles rattling around in a shoebox, meteors and comets alike began a relentless assault...

Added 27 Aug 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 407 | 6 Comments

Quarter-moon, harvest moon, blood moon, lover’s moon A cow jumped over the moon, Was I once so very young And grew old so very soon?   An ebbing tide, a waning heart, the tears of hopes betrayed So far away, yet here on earth The moon is much the symbol In every skit of life that’s played.   A cardboard box, a wooden sword, a towel makes a cape A rocket ship to the moon The...

Added 27 Jul 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 504 | 10 Comments

Why is it that when you order items to be delivered from your local lumber yard for a home project, the missing item is always the one you needed most to do the project. Does anyone else think that porch pirates work in conjunction with certain drivers of package delivery services? Why is it that when the instructions say “No Tools Required”, you always need tools? Do you ever wonder why...

Added 08 May 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 445 | 4 Comments

I hate this kinda crap. There’s nothing worse than when someone you care for dies and everyone stands around crying and the over-hyped lamentations begin. Somehow, whatever faults and shortcomings they had have now been replaced by qualities of sainthood. I always try to stand at the back at these sort of things. Rolling my eyes is a private thing and rightly so. I’m not a complete jerk....

Added 12 Mar 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 703 | 5 Comments

Come with me, my love. Your flower awaits. Let's wander In the anther and frolic In the sea of pollen. The time is fertile To taste the nectar Where the bees Collect the pollen Savoring the nectar That becomes the honey Stored in the honeycomb of the heart For the cold winds of winter....

Added 02 Mar 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 397 | 5 Comments

I wake I walk I dream I hurt I eat Alone. Friends talk. Watching my shuffle. Counting the days, Till my fog lifts. Heart bleeds anew. As I shuffle alone. I wake. I eat. Still alone.    ...

Added 22 Jan 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 557 | 8 Comments

Forgive me, Obituarius, Oh, dark knight. With pen in hand of ignominy In my garret, Sacrosanct sans scrote. A darkness at the end of my inkwell Scripts a nebulous gauzy world of ghost Amidst quotes from the vicar of the undead. The mind of nomads with Byzantine wings Leave footprints in the sand As cold winds blow across Medina, With pen in hand of ignominy.      ...

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Up the lattice and down the stairs my Scarlet awaits midnight kisses, as she sleeps beneath satin sheets, until waking to an eternal dusk.   I Vampire, Lord willing me my thirst, in shadow of the pale moonlight as an ensemble of cellos bow, strings of resin snow.   Touching your warm breasts with my lips of cold magenta, a frozen December, my love, as your eyes fear not me.   Come fly with...

Added 09 Dec 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 431 | 7 Comments