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My man Herbert George Wells and Jack the Ripper. The best and the worst of the 19th century. Throw them in an easy co-option of H.G.’s Time Machine and make them run around the 20th century in some sort of wacky chase. With a love interest so we can hire a pretty chick.
I first watched this on a lazy Saturday afternoon in a bar sometime in the mid-00s. Watching it again in 2018 while puttering in the book shop was about the same. Nice time, dumb plot. H.G. deserves better.