It’s in the rain…and just one drop will kill you.
They don’t believe it at first. Crowded in Zach’s kitchen, Ruby and the rest of the partygoers laugh at Zach’s parents’ frenzied push to get them all inside as it starts to drizzle. But then the radio comes on with the warning, “It’s in the rain! It’s fatal, it’s contagious, and there’s no cure.”
Two weeks later, Ruby is alone. Anyone who’s been touched by rain or washed their hands with tap water is dead. The only drinkable water is quickly running out. Ruby’s only chance for survival is a treacherous hike across the country to find her father-if he’s even still alive. – Goodreads
H20 had a great premise. The idea of the water being deadly is absolutely terrifying because it is such a necessity. How, then, the author managed to take a great horror plot, and turn it into a yawnfest of epic proportions is mind-boggling. Pretty much the only nice thing about the author’s writing is that she didn’t wrap everything up into a happily ever after at the end.
I understand that the target audience is teenagers, therefore I should have probably expected that the writing would be shallow. I mean, everyone knows that teens don’t think serious thoughts at all right? I think this is one of those novels that made me angry because the author had the perfect topic to really craft a truly terrifying story that would burn itself into the reader’s brain, and instead she makes … this. Oh, and she pulled the dead baby card to make things more horrifying. That right there told me most of what I needed to know about the story, but I hoped that maybe she’d pull something epic and change my mind. Nope, it was as weak as I’d expected it to be after that.
H20 in a few sentences: “Well, the rain came, and it was bad and almost everyone died, but I spent a lot of time on my hair and makeup to try to make sure I looked nice during the apocalypse. Still didn’t get a boyfriend, though. Not even the super nerdy guy that, like, no one in their right mind would like anyways.” Yeah, that’s a fairly accurate synopsis. I think even the most shallow of teens – which I don’t think the lead character was – probably wouldn’t have spent that much time talking about killer high heels, sequined dresses, and getting an absolutely horrible spray-tan. Wish I was joking about those topics frequently recurring but… nope.
Overall, H20 couldn’t even make a splash in my world. It was more the equivalent a shallow, rancid puddle.