By E.B. Stambaugh
Futura 1989
Paperback, 288 pages
Of course, every book
pales in comparison to Pierce Nace’s incomparable Eat Them Alive, but
having a go at another giant mantis book takes a lot of guts. E. M. Stambaugh,
whoever you are, I tip my hat to you for even thinking about it. Mantis
is no Eat Them Alive, but it is well-written and despite being overly
character-driven, it’s not a bad timewaster.
Jerrod Rudd is the Chief of
Police in Pleasant Grove, California, a sleepy town where nothing much happens.
His marriage is in shambles. He doesn’t have time for his wife, his kids or
anything but his job. His annoying Godmother, who raised him, gives his annoying
daughter a small Praying Mantis for a science project and the child learns all
about her new pet. Meanwhile, the quiet town is besieged by animal slaughters:
some dogs, some horses, and then an all-out bloodbath in the local animal
shelter. No tracks are left behind and the point of entry to the shelter appears
to have been from the skylight.
OK, being that the book is
called Mantis and there’s a big Praying Mantis on the cover, we know
what’s going on. It sometimes gets a bit tedious waiting for Rudd to sort
things out but the information that trickles in is interesting. Bite marks get
larger as time goes on, suggesting that whatever is responsible is growing.
Unfortunately, his Godmother is a wannabe detective, and she gets super
annoying, talking to the press and such. Like Rudd, I wanted to punch her. Much
of the book is pure soap opera, with the husband/ wife problems and the big
city detective, her old flame, brought in to help. Luckily, the writing is excellent,
and I never drifted off, but I was constantly thinking get to the Mantis
part!!!
Once it finally does (like
200 or so pages in), blood flows and I was happy. It seems that one of the pet
mantid’s siblings got radiated in the local toxic waste dump and grew and grew.
I always thought those mantis egg cases that you can buy for your garden were a
bad idea. True fact: most of those egg cases in garden stores are Chinese
Mantids. Thus, you are introducing an invasive species when you’re trying to
keep aphids off of your broccoli. Don’t be a tool. Like Clarice, the annoying
Godmother.

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