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‘The Hungry Guinea Pig’ by Miles J. Breuer, M.D.

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We are really scrapping the bottom of the barrel now. A mad scientist creates a giant guinea pig; it goes on the rampage; he redeems himself by acting as bait and ordering an artillery strike down on himself. Bag o’ shite.

Quality: *
Hardness: *

“The works of Miles J Breuer, MD have passed out of currency” say the editors in their introduction. Gee, how strange.

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Written by Martin

17 June 2010 at 08:55

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  1. I shall quietly shelve my tale of a giant mutant gerbil getting loose, then…

    ShaunCG

    17 June 2010 at 12:17

  2. If I were a mad scientist with the power to create GIANT MUTANT ANIMALS, my first choice would not be the guinea pig.

    Liz

    17 June 2010 at 15:07

  3. Apparently guinea pigs were still rare and exotic in Thirties America, a pair of walk-on characters are required to explain what this strange rabbit-like beast is.

    Martin

    17 June 2010 at 15:46

  4. Do you think the editors went totally insane before editing this anthology?

    Rich

    17 June 2010 at 20:37

  5. [...] Power’ by Don A. Stuart ‘Stop Evolution in Its Tracks!’ by John T. Sladek ‘The Hungry Guinea Pig’ by Miles J. Breuer, M.D. ‘The Very Slow Time Machine’ by Ian Watson ‘The Beautiful And The Sublime’ [...]

  6. Miles Breuer is a first cousin of mine once removed. He was married to my maternal grandmother’s older sister. I read “The Hungry Guinea Pig” several years ago, and also sent it along to a friend of mine who is a Vietnam veteran and a reader of retro fiction. His thought about the story was the same as mine. To paraphrase the otherwise execrable Sigmund Freud, “Sometimes a giant gopher is just a giant gopher.”

    I did notice that Breuer, who was a World War I veteran who served in the medical corp, seemed impressed by the ability of artillery to be used in a precise way.

    The location where the giant gopher (call it a guinea pig if you insist) was annihilated was right across the street from where I was forced to go to high school. I would have enjoyed the story more if the coordinates had been a little off to the west at the start of the barrage. But it was a decent potboiler, unfortunately with a contrived ending.
    Maybe the readership was not so discerning back then.

    Mike Field

    9 August 2011 at 04:14


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