AB has sent me
one book from the Flipkart to mark the day when we first met eight years back.
And it’s “The Mine” by Arnab Ray. The GreatBong, my favorite blogger (you can
read him here) and the writer of the wonderful
“May I Hebb Your Attention Pliss” which I have already read thrice. I am elated
and can hardly wait to start reading.
I hope, that
this will mark the beginning of an era of innovative horror thrillers in India;
that we will graduate from the numerous campus romances; that he will prove
once again that engineering scholars can do literature as well. Coming from the
GreatBong it already carries huge expectation.
It’s his first
try to explore the horror genre but I wish he hadn’t. It is obvious that he
has watched too many Hollywood horror movies. But so have I. So if you know
the Saw series or the Hostel series then you already know everything you are in
for. Blood, gore, gruesome deaths and more blood.
It opens with a
prologue too. A sex scene goes wrong and there’s a dead guy and a frozen girl at the end of the prologue. Next is the “Beginning”.
Can you now imagine the giant screen going black and “The Mine” written in a
blood dripping font appearing on the screen? Yes. Too familiar.
The story is
based in an underground mine in the vast deserts of Rajasthan. It is highly
secretive as it is mining magic crystals that can provide eternal energy (a
straight lift from Knight & Day?) and hence everybody
who works here is isolated from the rest of the world. Things go quite smooth until
the discovery of an ancient structure with gory statues and scribbling inside
the mine sets off a series of mysterious events. The workers stop working and
to resolve this management hire five external experts.
When I start
reading, I really want to like the book, but it seems a very hard goal to
achieve. I can actually guess that there is something wrong with each of the
five main characters and that they are going to be punished for their sins. And
there is a biblical verse (In this case the gory statues and the scribbling on
the ancient structure) that associates each death. May be se7en or even The
Girl with the Dragon Tattoo was the inspiration. But who is taking the
responsibility to punish them and what is that person’s motive is not clear.
Arnab thinks it is intellectual to leave loose ends. Yes it is okay, even intellectual
when you can engage you readers in the discussion, “What was this? Or perhaps who
is Lilith Adams? What is her motivation?” But all I think is that the author
was confused and so lost that he didn’t know how to weave the plot. And I don’t
care about the questions. He tests your patience in this book. When the main characters
die and you couldn’t care less, and you don’t bother to know their sins for
which they must suffer, you know it’s time to throw the book away.
But I don’t want
to hate it. So I go on hoping that the Great Bong will bounce back and present
a nice and gripping end at least. But the end is also on the expected line with
the sole intention of a final punch that fails to place its impact. I take too
long, unnecessarily, to decide that the book has nothing good to offer except
for the back cover blurb to lure readers in.Follow me.