Saturday 3 July 2010
Book Report: Hell's Aquarium
My friend's house was robbed. The thieves made off with nearly everything, including the crisper drawers. Slowly she's replacing what was taken, though I think she's forsaken the fridge. Before I left for my journey to the western Pacific, she and I were in the bookstore searching out new titles for her recently-pilfered library.
"What about this one?" I asked. I held up a paperback.
"Come on, it sounds interesting."
"Hell's Aquarium? You read it," she said and grabbed a copy of Neverwhere at my suggestion.
Really, I picked it out as a kind of joke. I knew she'd never go for a book about sea monsters and a giant killer shark. I hadn't counted on the backfire, though. I was traveling very near to where the action was set, the Philippine Sea. I shared a laugh with the woman at the check-out--judging purely on looks and title the book appeared to be, by all accounts, terrible.
And now that I've read all off Hell's Aquarium I can say that it lived up to expectations.
Hell's Aquarium is just one installment in the Meg series, a collection of books about megalodons. Even though I've never read a single entry in the Meg canon, it wasn't a problem diving right into the story. Alten does a good job catching the reader up. What is a problem is that Hell's Aquarium kind of reads like two books and the title could refer to either one of the two principal settings.
Story number one revolves around Angel, a megolodon housed at the Tanaka Institute in Monte Ray, California, and her pups. The Institute was not built to hold five giant killer sharks and the staff are having problems dealing with animal rights activists who want to see the sharks set free. Even when Angel starts eating people. Even when her pups start eating each other.
Story number two follows David Taylor, son of Jonas Taylor who runs the Institute. David is lured first to Dubai and then to the bottom of the ocean to capture sea monsters for the crown prince. A secret sea, located beneath the Philippine Sea, is home to prehistoric monstrous fish and dinosaurs, and the UAE is looking to stock its new aquarium with the beasts.
Equally preposterous, the stories are bloody, violent, and engaging up to a point. Alten's fondness for exclamation points detracts a bit from the narrative. And his style is such that you feel like you're reading a novelization or, weirder still, a script in prose. Also, given that we are in fact dealing with a book, there's no excuse for loose ends and unresolved conflicts (to be sure, there's never a good reason for that kind of writing) and yet characters come and go and people constantly say and do surprising things with no explanation.
I suppose it seems a little unfair of me to rag on a book I knew was going to be terrible. So I'll say this instead: it kind of got to me. I realize that makes me sound like even more of a sucker, but the truth is I was scuba diving with sharks in the Philippine Sea the day after finishing Hell's Aquarium. The black-tipped reef sharks weren't any bigger than me, but still, when I faced them, there came a moment when I thought of what else might be in the water with me.