This year my boyfriend and I set ourselves a challenge. We would each choose 10 books for the other to read: good examples of their genre and books that the other would not ordinarily choose. The Rats is the second such book which he chose for me, and I have to say, I was bowled over by it.
For sheer, dark, brilliant imagery it cannot be beaten. It is very filmic. London is being taken over by mutant black rats, as large as dogs, with teeth sharp enough to gnaw through wooden doors with ease. And they have developed a taste for human flesh. Deaths occur singly and en-masse in various locations, and it is obvious that something must be done about it. The government launches an offensive, declaring a state of emergency. But can they defeat the giant rodent enemy, a single bite from whom will ensure that death ensues within 24 hours?
For the first time in ages, this was a novel which I truly could not put down. The characters are very well drawn, the narrative moves at a cracking pace, the plot is coherent, logical and terrifying. In terms of gore, perhaps, the faint-hearted should steer clear. For everyone else, however, this is essential reading. You will find yourself devouring the mere 175 pages in just a few hours, and wanting more where that came from. I, for one, certainly intend to explore more of this interesting author's work. Highly recommended.