By holoz0r on Skatehive
The Day of The Triffids is a perfectly executed book. This is evident not only from the fact that it is published as a Penguin Classic, in a familiar, pocket sized paperback, but also, right from the first page. It all starts when our narrator, Bill, finds himself in hospital. He has bandages on his eyes and face, and speaks mournfully of missing a spectacle of glowing green lights in the sky which everyone else is speaking about as a once in a generation spectacle he will never get to see. He's unlucky, or so he believes. Opening a story from the point of view of a blind character, and in the first person is a perfect introduction to exploring a foreign world. A world that is, as Bill quickly teaches us, is changed forever. At first, the cause is unknown, but then Bill gets to observe, as he removes his bandages and starts to see the world for what it has become, an empire of wandering, aimless, groping figures who cannot see. Those who were lucky enough to see the glowing lights in t