In the late 18th century, the famous British scientist Edmond Halley (yes, the same one that discovered the comet named after him) theorized that the Earth had a hollow core, capable of supporting life thanks to an inner sun. While the theory was later disproven by other scientists, the so-called “hollow earth” theory---much like the “flat earth” theory---still had several defenders well into the 19th century. Indeed, despite it being considered “pseudo-science” by many reputable scientists, a few vocal and adamant hollow earthers continued to perpetuate their theories, preposterous as it is.
Today, the hollow earth theory has been relegated to the ash-heap of Silly Scientific Ideas, but occasionally it pops up in conspiracy theories and science fiction to help explain everything from what really happened to the dinosaurs, the disappearance of the continent of Atlantis, and the real source of UFOs.
Many famous science fiction authors, such as Jules Verne and H.G. Wells, have dipped their quills into the idea-stream of the hollow earth theory. It’s an idea that just can’t completely be extinguished.
Which brings us to James Rollins’s 1999 novel “Subterranean”, a cheesy contemporary sci-fi action/adventure pulp novel that resurrects the hollow earth theory in a grand way.
According to his bio, Rollins is a veterinarian with a passion for spelunking and scuba diving. In between neutering cats and dogs, wandering in caves, and swimming with dolphins, Rollins also, apparently, has found time to write more than a dozen novels, all of which have been bestsellers.
Rollins is comfortably situated in that niche genre that Michael Crichton, Clive Cussler, and Steve Alten also inhabit: lots of science-y stuff, lots of action, and lots of testosterone. It’s contemporary pulp fiction.
“Subterranean” was Rollins’s first published novel, and for a first novel, it wasn’t bad. Highly derivative? Absolutely. It’s basically “Raiders of the Lost Ark” meets “Jurassic Park” meets “Congo”. (It’s not a coincidence that two of those three movies were based on Crichton novels, all of which I’m pretty sure Rollins read and used the plots as a template for this novel.)
But let’s be honest: if you’re going to write science/history-based action thrillers, and if you're going to borrow heavily from other sources, you really can’t pick any better sources than those.
In the novel, a scientific expedition has been formed to travel to Antarctica to discover an underground set of vast labyrinths. The team discovers an entirely new and undiscovered ecosystem of plants and animals that have evolved and flourished for millions of years. They also discover intelligent life.
Unfortunately, as things are wont to do in such novels, things go awry. Secret agendas are discovered. Tragic mishaps occur. Unexpected monster attacks. Global life-threatening revelations. Heroic derring-do. You get the idea...
As ridiculous as the novel is, though, it is still extremely entertaining, and it clearly demonstrates an early talent for this kind of action/adventure yarn for which Rollins has become so well-known.