Unlike many books which have been transformed into a movie this one improved substantially from its original medium. The book itself transmogrified my recollection of a tasteful romance into bathos, portraying the protagonist, Richard Collier, as a pathetic, ill prepared, puerile neurotic, consummating his sexually absorbed personality into a cliche. With the flexibility and in this case, taste, that well directed movies can produce, it was mostly the plot, rather than the text which drove the film. A Jack Finney, Richard Matheson is not. As for telling the tale, Finney's "Time and Again" as well as his "From Time to Time," attracts the reader to the story and the protagonist. Richard Collier, however, the champion upon which "Somewhere in Time" tries to support the story, collapses in self absorbed verbiage taking the protagonist from potential hero to an intolerably arrested adolescent.