The world is treated to a magnificent display of green meteors that light up the night sky. The next day everyone who watched is blind. That’s bad.
Previously to this event was the discovery of a new plant called a “triffid”. It’s discovered that they are carnivores, killing with a whip-like sting and eating the decomposing corpse. That’s worse.
The triffids can walk and communicate. They have been shown to posses some form of intelligence. So the basic idea is that the biggest threat to the triffid (humans) has lost the only thing that made them superior (sight). Oh dear.
I read it for the first time when I was a tween. I’ve always thought of it as a science fiction novel, which it undoubtedly is, but reading it again now with my horror-impacted imagination…
There’s some disturbing shit in this book.
Seriously. I’m up to chapter 3 and there’s already been 2 suicides. We haven’t even gotten to the triffids yet! There is a movie that was made, but it’s a little dated and doesn’t really focus on scarier aspects of the book (though the poster above is frikken classic!). But it is being remade. Hmmm. Maybe it’s because I’ve been on a “all horror, all the time” bender, but this could really benefit from the subtle, slow-burn of Grace, or the eerie, silent isolation of 28 Days Later.
Basically, I think The Day of the Triffids needs to be remade by one filmmakers referred to in my post about Budget Horror Films. Or Danny Boyle. Whoever’s free first will be fine.