Title: Preachy
Review: Crichton gets a bit preachy in this one. He's still a fine writter of course and there are some bright moments, but all the incorrect added maths make the story more than a bit awkward and dated. He would have been better off by sticking to the story. Instead, this novel seems to indicate the writer's urge to snigger in on an issue that he clearly fails to comprehend, at least beyond the immediate economic ramnifications benefiting the American upper classes ... particularly those with investments in fossil fuels. Taken as a whole, the book reads more like a petroleum company's manual for the indoctrination of executive management, rather than an interesting or exciting novel. This book provides little in the way of comparison to the drama of Jurassic Park or the intense experience of reading the Andromeda Strain. I must say that I'm disappointed.
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