So, the book opens up pretty promising. Our main character's in the hospital and we don't know his name till the third chapter, but he has a bandaid over his head and has no idea if it's Wednesday or Sunday, pretty sure it's Sunday. He flees the hospital to see that the entire city is an unfixable wreck, that these carnivorous plants called The Triffids are attacking the area and there was this ethereal light that everyone but apparently our hero Bill Masen has gone into contact with, and has made everyone else blind, and I mean permanently blind. What is a guy to do?
Now, I was very grateful I could pay attention for about half of the book since with John Wyndham's weird poetic words, it seems like he's trying to make you lost. I was grateful that I could understand enough to get a mental image of a triffid. And there was this miniature fight scene with a blind man early on that was pretty nice. Bill also meets this women who he says has a familiar name. I just wish that name had some significance to the events that happened rather than something on the outside of the whole story. Now, at first, I was excited to see what Bill would do of this, how he would solve the case of this weird blind incident, why he wasn't affected, if he was going to have to run away like Marc from Henderson's Boys: The Escape or the three Strorm kids from The Chrysalids. Basically, the plot kept me interested. I'm afraid though, that one of the main problems is that Bill is not a very interesting character. All he really seems to do is be a tearless Jason Bourne with all fact and no heart. I don't think he cried or was scared even once during the entire story - well, the parts I could finish anyway. There were one or two or three scenes involving a gun and even when it's fired at him, he talks and doesn't seem to bother to whisper. Eventually, I got lost and whether or not that's the point, I don't like it when books do that.
Plus, when I actually found out under all these weird and boring words what the book was actually going to be about, I moaned and began only reading a chapter a day that felt more like homework than actual entertainment, and eventually resorted to figuring out what happened via Wikipedia. I can put this under the Missed Opportunity shelf. Don't get me wrong. The story is boss and John Wyndham writes with patience and seemed to have thought every sentence through. However, it ends up being like a piñata full of apple slices. Both of which are good, but don't go well together. When you combine a story and writing like the ones here, you fail.