Dark & Twisty

I don't often finish bad books, but I had to when it came to Scott Smith's The Ruins.  This book follows a group of stale WASPY Americans in Mexico on vacation.  They end up in the jungle looking for Mayan ruins.  What they find is an abandoned mine that has wicked vines.

This was a horrible book.  The characters were stale and the plot rusty.  All they needed was some Ortho Weed-Be-Gone and the story was all over.  It was even for the fantastic world of horror unbelievable.  I wanted the main characters to be dead from about page 4.  The men were all douche bags (That is the proper terminology for such) and the women whiney.  It was like watching some god-awful MTV television show.  Real World Death Island.  With all the horror going on around them, no one seemed to think suicide the best way out.  These vines were even intelligent.  They could imitate animals, cell phones, and human speech patterns.  there was no explanation as to where they came from or anything else.  Were these alien creatures?  Curses from the Mayans?  We don't know.

Avoid this book like you would Mexico during a swine flu epidemic.