‘Till everything burns, while everyone screams. Burning their lies, burning my dreams. All of this hate, and all of this pain; I’ll burn it all down as my anger reigns, ’till everything burns. Let’s count down Minutes to Burn, by Gregg Andrew Hurowitz.
Synopsis:
The scientific charge of The Hot Zone and the epic thrill of Jurassic Park converge in Minutes to Burn–an exhilarating new eco-thriller about a team of scientists and Navy SEALs stranded on an island in the Galapagos and fighting to survive an evolutionary catastrophe.
The year is 2007. Through widening holes of ozone depletion, the tropical sun burns human skin to a crisp. Powerful earthquakes and monstrous hurricanes wrack South America, exploding Ecuador’s already anarchic instability.
Cameron Kates, a hard-hitting Navy SEAL hiding the secret of her early pregnancy, gets pulled begrudgingly into a mission with her husband, Justin. Along with a ragtag squad of soldiers, ordered on this babysitting mission against their will, she must escort Dr. Rex Williams, a renowned ecotectonicist, to the chaotic continent. Rex is forced to brave the extreme and unprecedented dangers of such an expedition for one reason alone–so that he can position critical seismic equipment on Sangre de Dios, a desolate and depopulated island in the Galapagos. Others have recently vanished from the island without a trace.
Cameron’s platoonmates–a crackpot demolition expert, a chief who wears her brawn over her considerable intelligence, an unhinged lieutenant recovering from a personal tragedy–are an erratic but expert crew. Yet ultimately it is the newcomer, William Savage, a brooding Vietnam vet with raging warrior instincts, from whom Cameron must learn when the straightforward mission escalates into a battle for survival.
In the forest of the island awaits a scientific phenomenon the likes of which man has never witnessed. As the stunned scientists and soldiers furiously unravel the threads of the ecological mystery they’ve encountered, they discover that they’re trapped within a lethal, predatory battle where only the fittest survive. And the fate of the world is hanging in the balance.
Source: Goodreads
SPOILERS BELOW
So, I recently read and reviewed the book Wilder Girls. It was bad. At the time, it struck me as an attempted rip-off of The Southern Reach Trilogy, or possibly just of the movie adaptation Annihilation. However, the plot about the mutation-causing pathogen vaguely tickled my memories of another book I’d read long ago: Minutes to Burn. I didn’t really remember much about the book, than that I’d thought the way the monster was dispatched at the end to be pretty cool at the time, so I decided to re-read it and see if it still held up.
The novel is set in the distant, far-flung future of 2007 (…I told you it’d been a while since I read it). The Galapagos islands have been devastated by a number of natural disasters: massive earthquakes, violent hyper-hurricanes, the complete destruction of the local ozone layer, and most recently the appearance of mutant monsters. When contact is lost with a geological monitoring station, a squad of Navy SEALs is sent to investigate. They’re a pack of swaggering, cocky, macho hardasses, of the type seen in films like Predator and Aliens. Their overwhelming machismo is matched only by their staggering incompetence. Seriously, these bumblefucks manage to lose all their guns and ammo before even arriving at the island, acquire a speargun and lose that as well, and finally let their boat drift away and strand them, all before they’ve even encountered the monster.
So, it should come as no surprise that the monster – a gigantic praying mantis – manages to pick these stooges off one by one. Of course, once only Cameron is left, her Final Girl powers activate and increase her competence a thousandfold, thus allowing her to actually prevail in the end. I’m happy to say that my fond memories of the climax were not spoiled by the re-read, as the cleverness and tension of her Abatis trap still held up. Before I go giving the book too much credit, however, I should also point out that it ends with the type of generic cliched “or is it!?” stinger that always annoys me in horror stories, because they deny the narrative any closure. This is a stand alone work; it doesn’t need a sequel hook.
So, overall, I found Minutes to Burn to be a fairly typical work in the creature feature horror genre: big creepy crawly picks off cast of dumbasses one by one until the Final Girl emerges victorious. And it’s fine for what it is, delivering a story with enough character, worldbuilding, suspense, and action that I was able to get invested, rather than just dropping the book and howling with laughter at them losing their guns, ammo, speargun, and boat through sheer incompetence. Seriously, you’d think it would have been that breathtaking display, rather than the ending, that would have stuck with me over the years, because holy shit. I’d say that the book provides context which makes the circumstances of these losses more believable… but no, it really doesn’t. But anyways, once you get past that, you’re left with a decent monster story.
Final Rating: 3/5