Just
days before a massive exhibition opens at the popular New York Museum
of Natural History, visitors are being savagely murdered in the
museum's dark hallways and secret rooms. Autopsies indicate that the
killer cannot be human...
But
the museum's directors plan to go ahead with a big bash to celebrate
the new exhibition, in spite of the murders.
Museum
researcher Margo Green must find out who-or what-is doing the
killing. But can she do it in time to stop the massacre?(source: B&N)
“Far
above Michael Crichton's Jurassic
Park.”--Booklist
I grew up watching Jurassic Park and reading Michael Crichton, so I read Booklist's statement as a personal challenge. With a gutsy review like that printed on the front cover, I had very high expectations for this book. And, while I'm unwilling to concede the Jurassic point, Relic exceeded my expectations.
You
may have heard of the 1997 film, which was based on the book. If you
thought the film's plot was brilliant...the book might not be for
you. If you thought the film could use fewer plot holes, more back
story, and a snarky Southern FBI agent, then yes, absolutely read
this book. Read this book for Agent Pendergast, who is delightful and
mischievous (and the star of a whole series of techno-thrillers, of
which this is only the first). Read this book also for shockingly
lucid pseudo-science, quite unlike Crichton's medical jargon and
trade-language.
The
monster is terrifying, made even scarier by a plot twist late in the
novel. If you love monsters, you'll totally love Mbwun. This guy has
it all—mashed up genetic material, basically unkillable, a
fascinating origin story, with just enough pathos to make you want to
cry a little. The human characters, on the other hand, are
predictable and have very few motivations behind their actions. They
can be a little stereotypical at times, and most of their thoughts
are inane and kind of boring. To me, however, the shallow characters
didn't matter. Maybe that's because I based my expectations on other
thrillers I'd read—the thriller genre, of course, being much more
concerned with the actual thrilling than character development. This
isn't to say that all the characters are lackluster—again, I direct
you to Agent Pendergast, i.e. the best character ever—but
characterization is definitely not the authors' main concern.
They're
more concerned with gluing the reader to their chair and making them
jump at mysterious night sounds. While this book probably isn't for
the reader who can't handle descriptions of blood and gore, or for
the squeamish (one of Mbwun's, uh, favorite foods, is really specific
and gross), if you can power through, it's worth it. So, I don't know
that I would say it's better than Jurassic
Park. It's
a fantastic read, especially good for summer, when it's more okay if
you need to stay up until 3 reading. I accidentally read the first
200 pages while sitting at a coffee shop, so yeah, it's pretty
engrossing. There's also a sequel, Reliquary,
which
I'm currently reading, and an entire series of books about Agent
Pendergast (for when you realize that he is in fact the best).
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