
The Time Machine
(4.00 / 1 vote)FADE IN:
M.G.M. TRADEMARK A.1
Leo the Lion ROARS over the FANFARE, then
FADE OUT:
GLIDING OBJECTS IN A WIDE DARK VOID - (ANIMATION)
Out of the SILENT darkness a short white A
fluted column surmounted by a SUNDIAL
appears. It floats in, waveringly, until
it becomes clearly visible, then drifts
off as though moving in some huge orbit.
Next an HOURGLASS floats in from the left B
of the screen. The faint HISSING OF
RUNNING SAND breaks the stillness of space.
As the hourglass glides across the screen, C
it is met by a GREEK WATER CLOCK accompanied
by the sound OF DRIPPING WATER.
A MEDIEVAL CLOCK with weights arises as its D
horizontal escapement TICKS LOUDLY. Mean-
while the sundial, hourglass and water clock
return, drifting at diverse angles across
the screen.
THE SOUND of the various devices continues to MOUNT.
A FIGURE wheels past, with the face of a E
clock and the body carved like a drummer
of the 14th century, BEATING the hour.
A SMALL CLOCK bears a golden angel with F
hammer in hands as it STRIKES A BELL.
ANOTHER TIMEPIECE, with CHIMES, floats in G
to mingle with all the drifting objects.
Then a GREAT BELL. J
DEAFENING SOUNDS NOW COME FROM ALL DIRECTIONS, as the time K
devices weave across the screen and, reaching CRESCENDO,
STOP abruptly. A mellow VOICE begins to SING THE THEME of L
the picture, "The Land Of The Leal". Simultaneously, the
screen reveals the MAIN TITLE: M
H. G. Wells'
THE TIME MACHINE
When I was a wee lad L
And dark was the night
Afraid I would be
And sometimes...for comfort
I would go to the Land of the Leal.
And soon I would be there
It took me no time
As I made the climb
So cool and so sweet
So good to be run through
With happy bare feet!
And who was my teacher
And how did I know?
Just when to be going
And which way to go?
But always when wishing
Away I would steal
Away I would go to the Land of the Leal.
And now that I'm older
I try to be wise
But when I am troubled
And just like the wee lad
Away I will steal
Away I will go to the Land of the Leal.
For there are no questions
And there are no lies
To darken the skies
The birds who are flying
No freer they feel
Than I
When I live in the land of the Leal.
After the CREDIT TITLES, the MUSIC SUBSIDES and we slowly
FADE OUT:
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