Smith, Scott: The Ruins
The vacation is close to idyllic. Four friends in the Yucatán in August, three weeks of snorkeling and sailing and lazing in the too-hot sun before they head off in the fall to their various futures--graduate school for three of them, a job teaching English in a prep school for the other. They're Americans, Jeff and Amy and Stacy and Eric, two couples, but the group quickly became international: Mathias, a German with good English, and a trio of non-English-speaking Greeks join the party, tagging along with the Americans. A hint of menace over this situation is introduced on the book's first page:
"There were three Greeks--in their early twenties, like Mathias and the rest of them--and they seemed friendly enough, even if they did appear to be following them about."
Eventually the friends decide to take a trip to the interior, to an archaeological dig a half day away by bus, then taxi, then by foot. It's another adventure, and a good deed, as Mathias is worried about his brother, who'd made the same trip some days earlier. But it turns out that once you leave the tourist areas behind, the air conditioned bars and the hotels and the miniature golf courses, the Yucatán can get very dangerous very fast.
The Ruins is a horror story, but character-driven. It reminded me, particularly in its opening pages, of a Patricia Highsmith novel: the author introduces his characters and their situation, and hints at something awful to come, in direct, uncomplicated prose, as if telling the story were the easiest thing in the world to do. It's a fantastic read, and you'll want, if you can, to read it straight through without interruption. But if you do, start early in the morning: this is not a book you'll want to be reading late at night, when you're the only one lying awake, when the rest of the house, beyond the halo of your bedside lamp, is dark.
Having read it myself, it didn't register with me until reading your review that The Ruins had no chapters! That speaks volumes about its not-able-to-put-downability....
Posted by: Erin | August 10, 2006 at 03:20 PM
Yes! Usually I don't like books not having chapters--a response in part to something like Portnoy's Complaint, which I read as a teenager: I want to be able to stop reading conveniently. In this case the section endings would have been enough, but I didn't want to stop anyway.
Posted by: Debra Hamel | August 10, 2006 at 05:21 PM
I don't read a lot of fiction but this one looks quite interesting - I think I'll put it in my Amazon basket. Since you bring up Patricia Highsmith in the review...I'm betting that the 'bad guy' is going to be one of the four Americans... Now I have to read it.
Posted by: Susan | August 10, 2006 at 10:55 PM
I don't usually read this kind of novel, but you've convinced me. Great review.
Posted by: patry | August 16, 2006 at 11:26 PM
My work here is done! I'm glad you liked the review (and I hope you like the book).
Posted by: Debra Hamel | August 16, 2006 at 11:41 PM