Lo Que Pienso Ahora

“The Ruins,” by Scott Smith is terrible.  Ignore the NYT review from last year, the Stephen King endorsement, and the fact that it will probably be a movie someday.  It is uninspiring (no coming out of this horror tale feeling stonger) and stereotypically predictable (except for the part where the hill learns to ring like a cell phone–can’t say I expected that).  Save your time.