If you saw it, try to forget the 2008 film adaptation of The Ruins. Not because it was bad (I liked it, a lot of people didn’t) but because the story is a difficult one to translate effectively to film. The novel tells the story of four American tourists vacationing in Mexico who embark on an ill-fated day expedition to visit an archeologist dig site. After traversing the jungle, the group wind up milling through a Mayan village and pass through a hidden short cut up a hill covered with a strange flowering vine. The locals catch wind of the trespass and encircle the hill with weapons, preventing the group from any means of escape.
Trapped on this hill with limited resources, the presence of the strange vine begins a horrifying descent into skin-crawling nastiness. You’ll be scared to death and constantly gritting your teeth at how unbearably painful the read is, as things go from bad to worse… and then much worse.
will you be offended? All the violence and language of an R-rated horror flick. And it’s gross.