Midwich Cuckoos, The, by Wyndham, John

John Wyndham is, unfortunately, one of those excellent mid-century British writers who gets more and more inaccessible every day. He set his stories for the most part in middle class post-war England, often in very pastoral or out of the way hamlets. The more I read his stories these days, the more convinced I become that his language-styles are fading out of use, and the more stilted his prose becomes stylistically. Fortunately Wyndham always tackled pretty big issues, and even though they […]

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