The Day Of The Triffids
Copyright 1951 by
I first read this in 1968 and most recently on the 3rd July 2002.
A comet on a close approach to Earth creates an astounding atmospheric light-show.
Across the world, everyone, everybody who is able, watches the magnificent shooting
stars across the night sky.
The next morning the horror begins: all who watched the nocturnal display have
Society across the world is plunged into chaos. Humanity faces a bitter and short
Now in the midst of this chaos, the bizarre flora, the triffids, begin to show
their true colours*. These mobile and perhaps intelligent plants were already
dangerous, but now become lethal. Blind people cannot easily avoid the deadly
stings of these malignant species.
Only a few individuals have retained their sight. They have a stark choice.
They could help the vast blind majority survive a few more weeks until the food gives
out or they are killed by the lumbering but deadly triffids.
Alternatively the sighted could cut and run, join up with the each other and try to
make a stand against the triffids. But this would leave the mass of humanity to die
in dark misery.
There is more than space attacks and alien flora packed into this book.
Being written just five years after WWII, Wyndham chooses to express his
loathing of war, of military men and means. He warns of chemical and biological
warfare and rather impressively foretells a future world of Star Wars orbital
Very impressive, old-fashioned British SF set in London and the south of England.
I'm rather surprised to say that this left me feeling uncomfortable and slightly
*apologies for most inappropriate metaphor
Loaded on the 29th February 2004.