Jeffrey Anderson

Deep in the Amazon Rainforest, a field biologist counting insects and questioning the importance of her work stumbles upon a hidden laboratory fenced in with barb wire and a veil of secrecy. When she witnesses a chimpanzee behaving oddly, building a altar of some sort and then writing words in the dirt with a stick, she realizes this could be an opportunity of a lifetime.

Cue the incredibly derivative plot. Shady scientists, hyper-intelligent apes, humans at the mercy of their own creation, and so on. There's plenty of Planet of the Apes and Frankenstein here, with all the hundreds of pages of excess fluffy thriller additive to make it all the more 'readable.' There's adventure in an exotic locale, disastrous implications, a love story, horrible monsters, theological meanderings, and perhaps some animal rights commentary if you read into it a bit. Yep, all that, and not done horribly either, although it still left the mundane taste of a cheap thriller in my mind after completing it. Meh. I'd rather read science non-thrillers, personally. The science alone is often thrilling enough, I can do without the gun fights and chase scenes.… (plus d'informations)