I may not have gone so far as to read Alten’s entire series of Meg books, but I used to have of a thing for monster and dinosaur novels, whether it was Peter Benchley (Jaws, obviously, but also Beast, a giant squid horror fest which inspired some brilliant teenage poetry from me), or Jurassic Park. The book is horribly written, and the science is just as dire – as the LA Times points out in a hilarious review that called it an “outrageously awful book, crammed with egregious errors of fact and stuffed to the gills with writing so terrible that it would insult the intelligence of a sea cucumber”.īut … it’s about a giant prehistoric shark! I may have skimmed the pages a little until I got to the bits with the shark attacks, but after pursuing it to its breathless climax, I spent many happy hours online looking up the megalodon.
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