Stories concerning globetrotting adventures have never, in my personal opinion, been a literary thing. I've always considered the genre to be distinctly filmic. However, with Scarab, the author has somehow managed to forego expectations of the genre and constructed a thoroughly breathtaking exploration. You almost feel like you're watching a movie when you read Scarab because the imagery is so vividly explained, the adventure so amazingly captivating. It is as if the author had taken inspiration from his favourite action/adventure films and designed the basic structure of his novel around their elements but then eschewed off into much smarter, and in some ways more believable, subject matter. Of course, it is what it is, a story of myth and legend... and whatnot. I consider myself ever the skeptic but even I can believe some of the things in Scarab contain a certain fluidity. I was inclined to think "this could happen" at several different points throughout the book. And I think any story that can make a person believe in, ahem, magic or myth is worth checking out. That kind of experience doesn't come along often.