The Invisible Man (subtitled, rather pointlessly with 'A Grotesque Romance') is one of the most famous of 'horror' classics and probably the second-most regarded HG Welles novel after War of the Worlds. There is no doubt in my mind that he was a competent, imaginative writer, but the Invisible Man fails on many levels.
A bandaged stranger, latterly known as Griffin, arrives at an Inn in the village of Iping on a cold February afternoon and takes up residence where he plans to work on his experiments in peace. But the locals grow suspicious of his behavior and soon he is chased out of town because of the color of his skin, which is no color at all. While loose in the countryside he concocts extremely vague plans to get revenge or conclude his experiments. And then it ends.
Many of the chapters are no more than 5 pages long, giving the narrative a serialized feel. The story may move quickly, but it moves in short bursts with no bigger vision other than what is immediate. Griffin is also a completely unlikable character and since the rest of them only appear for no longer than a few pages we never get to really know any of them or root for someone else. It reminded me of Frankenstein in many ways (a novel I did not enjoy at all) in regarding man's arrogance toward his own kind and perversion of science as soon as impossible boundaries have been transcended, though it doesn't stick with it long enough to properly do anything with such heavy subtext.
A disappointment, but it's such a quick read that it won't weigh on your mind for very long. Curiously, my edition had a big printing error but for contrived reasons I had another identical copy without said error. I suppose that the first printing that Modern Library got out there was defective and that they soon corrected it. I do wish that they had revised the text ever so slightly as some of it becomes quite hard to follow towards the end.