...and no cheese to be found...
When Mr Bedford's financial difficulties become pressing, he leaves London for the quiet of the Kentish countryside to write a play which he is sure will win him fame and fortune, despite him never having written anything before. Instead, he meets his new neighbour Mr Cavor, an eccentric scientist, and becomes intrigued and excited by the possibilities of the invention Cavor is working on - a substance that will defy gravity. Bedford, always with an eye for the main chance, begins to imagine the commercial possibilities of such a substance, but Cavor is more interested in the glory that he will gain from the scientific community. And so it is that these two mismatched men find themselves as partners on an incredible voyage - to the Moon!
I do not remember before that night thinking at all of the risks we were running. Now they came like that array of spectres that once beleaguered Prague, and camped around me. The strangeness of what we were about to do, the unearthliness of it, overwhelmed me. I was like a man awakened out of pleasant dreams to the most horrible surroundings. I lay, eyes wide open, and the sphere seemed to get more flimsy and feeble, and Cavor more unreal and fantastic, and the whole enterprise madder and madder every moment.
I got out of bed and wandered about. I sat at the window and stared at the immensity of space. Between the stars was the void, the unfathomable darkness!
I've been thoroughly enjoying revisiting some of the HG Wells stories I enjoyed in my youth, and reading for the first time the ones I missed back then. As with the others, I read the Oxford World's Classics version, which has the usual informative and enjoyable introduction, this time from Simon J James, Professor of Victorian Literature and Head of the Department of English Studies at Durham University, which sets the book in its historical and literary context. This is one I hadn't read before and perhaps it's fair to say it's one of the less well known ones, though only in comparison to the universal fame of some of the others, like The War of the Worlds or The Time Machine. While I think it hasn't got quite the depth of those, it's at least as enjoyable, if not more so.
Mostly this is because of the characterisation and the interplay between the two men, which give the book a lot of humour. Bedford, our narrator, is rather a selfish cad without too much going on in the way of ethics or heroism, but I found him impossible to dislike. He's so honest about his own personality, not apologising for it, but not hypocritically trying to make himself seem like anything other than what he is - someone who's out for what he can get. Cavor also has some issues with ethics, though in his case it's not about greed. He's one of these scientists who is so obsessed with his own theories and experiments, he doesn't much care what impact they might have on other people - even the possibility that he might accidentally destroy the world seems like an acceptable risk to him. He simply won't tell the world it's in danger, so nobody has to worry about it.
"It's this accursed science," I cried. "It's the very Devil. The mediæval priests and persecutors were right and the Moderns are all wrong. You tamper with it-and it offers you gifts. And directly you take them it knocks you to pieces in some unexpected way. Old passions and new weapons-now it upsets your religion, now it upsets your social ideas, now it whirls you off to desolation and misery!"
To a large degree, this is a straightforward adventure novel with a great story and lots of danger and excitement. But, being Wells, there are also underlying themes relating to contemporary concerns: primarily two, in this case. Firstly, through Cavor's invention of Cavorite (the name gives an indication of Cavor's desire for glory, I feel!), Wells looks at the huge leaps that were being made in the fields of science and technology and issues a warning that, while these promise great progress for mankind, they also threaten potential catastrophe if the science isn't tempered by ethical controls. Secondly, through the race of beings that Cavor and Bedford find when they arrive on the moon, Wells speculates on a form of society so utopian in its social control that it becomes positively terrifying! He uses this society, though, as a vehicle to comment on the less than utopian situation back on Earth, though I couldn't help feeling he frequently had his tongue stuck firmly in his cheek as he did so.
The stuff was not unlike a terrestrial mushroom, only it was much laxer in texture, and, as one swallowed it, it warmed the throat. At first we experienced a mere mechanical satisfaction in eating; then our blood began to run warmer, and we tingled at the lips and fingers, and then new and slightly irrelevant ideas came bubbling up in our minds.
"It's good," said I. "Infernally good! What a home for our surplus population! Our poor surplus population," and I broke off another large portion.
But the themes are treated more lightly in this one, and Wells allows his imagination free rein. One of the things I enjoyed most was how he includes a lot of realistic science even as he creates an impossible substance in Cavorite and an equally impossible race of moon-beings, the Selenites. Of course we've all looked down on Earth from planes now, but Wells imagines how it would look from space. He describes convincingly how to control a sphere covered in Cavorite by using gravity and the slingshot effect of planetary mass. He describes the weightlessness of zero gravity brilliantly, many decades before anyone had experienced it. His Selenites are a vision of evolved insect life, which frankly gave me the shivers, especially when he describes how they are bred, reared and surgically altered to happily fulfil a single function in life - a kind of precursor of the humans in Brave New World but with insect faces and arms!!
I won't give spoilers as to what happens to the men, but the ending gives a minor commentary on one of Wells' other recurring themes - man's tendency to look on other people's territory as fair game for invasion and colonisation. But since you're now thinking - but wait! That IS a spoiler! I assure you it's really not, but you'll have to read the book to find out why it's not. Or you could just read it because it's a great read - lots of humour, great descriptive writing, enough depth to keep it interesting without overwhelming the story, a couple of characters you can't help liking even though you feel you shouldn't, and plenty of excitement. What are you waiting for Jump aboard the Cavorite sphere - you don't get the chance to go to the Moon every day of the week!
NB This book was provided for review by the publisher, Oxford World's Classics.