#The real war of the worlds windows#

At one point, the air is humid with human blood, as we see a living person dropped to the ground out of view and then impaled with a giant alien needle to suck out his blood. Gallons of what appears to be blood flow freely from the machines. The aliens take some humans alive, storing them in external “baskets” to be ingested by the apparently biological war machines. The military engages in all-out assaults against the machines, complete with automatic weapons fire, air strikes and huge explosions. One panicked man shoots another and takes his car. Tearing at a broken windshield, a man’s hands are bloodied.

#The real war of the worlds windows#

Survivors riot over a rare working car, smashing windows and bloodying faces.

Dead bodies float down a river and hang limply from a downed airliner. We see numerous people vaporized by alien lasers, lost to explosions, presumably crushed by flying debris and drowned in a water attack. In every place the relentless alien war machines attack, we’re left to assume most of the human population is obliterated. The body count in War of the Worlds, both seen and implied, is massive. Ray’s newly discovered protective instincts propel his attempts to escape the carnage, face down rioting refugees and get his kids across the ravaged countryside to Boston to reunite them with their mom. The aliens rain down absolute and merciless destruction from their massive tripods-war machines that navigate on three flexible “legs” hundreds of feet tall. Hampered by his own fear and sense of failure, Ray struggles both to keep his family alive and to keep their already strained relationships from imploding.

Wells’ classic sci-fi work, Steven Spielberg’s version of War of the Worlds sticks to the story of desperate dad Ray as he tries to protect his son and daughter from the massive destruction of an alien invasion. Then, as Ray watches, the streets heave, crumble and disintegrate, and something big begins to emerge from deep within the earth.īased on H.G. The power goes out, and all the cars roll to a stop. Lightning repeatedly strikes an intersection close to their home. A massive storm gathers over the lower-middle-class neighborhood. Hours after his ex-wife drops the kids at his place for the weekend, strange things start happening. Ray Ferrier, a New Jersey dockworker, is a failed husband and failing father, disconnected from his teenage son, Robbie, and younger daughter, Rachel.