In 1938, Orson Welles hosted a radio version of H.G. Wells’ “War of the Worlds” that reportedly sent listeners into a panic by treating the alien invasion as a breaking news broadcast. Skip forward to today, and a witless, straight-to-streaming adaptation of Wells’ novel seems highly unlikely to alarm anybody, confining the global takeover by aggressive extra-terrestrial tripods to one man’s desktop as it does (amusingly enough, that man is Ice Cube, playing a surly domestic terror analyst with access to all the country’s surveillance cameras).
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