I saw Time After Time as a kid and it was entertaining to revisit today. I have faded memories of the time machine special effects and H.G. Welles not understanding McDonalds. Now an adult, I paid more attention to the retro-romantic scenery of San Francisco, the coldly sadistic villain Jack the Ripper, and Mary Steenburgen’s odd yet endearing performance.

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