Here’s an author I’ve had my differences with
over the years: the brilliant but erratic Michael Crichton, who on November 4,
2008 passed away at age 66 after a long battle with cancer. I’m sorry to see
him go, as he was an imaginative, trailblazing writer without question, but...
First the good stuff. Crichton was the
author of classic novels like THE ANDROMEDA STRAIN, THE TERMINAL MAN, EATERS OF
THE DEAD and JURASSIC PARK, among many others. He was also a trained doctor,
world traveler, anthropologist and sometime movie director; films Crichton
helmed include COMA, the classic WESTWORLD, the Tom Selleck sci fier RUNAWAY,
and the suspensor PHYSICAL EVIDENCE. Plus he created ER.
The man possessed a wealth of knowledge
and experience few of us could hope to match. In his 1996 memoir MONSTER:
MAKING A LIVING OFF THE BIG SCREEN, the late John Gregory Dunne identifies
Crichton as the guy he calls when he needs info about...anything. Most
of Crichton’s novels begin with learned dissertations on the real-life
particulars of his subject matter, which includes mind control, bio-terror and
cloning, all coined before such concepts become popular.
He was also a damn good writer. THE
ANDROMEDA STRAIN was terrific brainy entertainment, and JURASSIC PARK was even
better. The Viking adventure story EATERS OF THE DEAD was based on an actual
thousand-year-old document, and the resulting novel was extremely skillfully
rendered, blurring fact and fiction with remarkable acuity.
True, I found
Crichton’s 1972 novel THE TERMINAL MAN, an ersatz thriller about a man with
electrode brain implants who embarks on a killing rampage, to be agonizingly
dull and unthrilling, but damned if I didn’t breeze through it in half a day.
Even 1992’s ludicrous RISING SUN, a paranoid right wing rant about the imminent
Japanese takeover of the west (we all know how that went down), was quite
absorbing...even though it is total nonsense.
The latter novel
brings up the main issue I have with Crichton. The fact is that despite his
knowledge and talent he became increasingly cranky and closed-minded during the
last couple decades. That’s something none of the recent laudatory obituaries
have mentioned, concentrating instead on his “inspiration to students of all
ages,” and how he “challenged scientists in many fields, and illuminated the
mysteries of the world in a way we could all understand.”
I really hate to speak ill of the dead, but I believe
Crichton in his later years did more harm than good, and perpetrated an
overabundance of bad fiction. Take his 1994 novel DISCLOSURE, which was even
more ludicrous than RISING SUN.
Written in the wake of the Clarence Thomas-Anita Hill
sexual harassment case, DISCLOSURE was about a man seduced by his female boss
who then sues him for sexual harassment. Crichton’s apparently shocking thesis
was that women are just as capable of harassment as men (my God, stop
the press!!). Sorry, but I believe the problem of good-looking female
executives coming on to men isn’t something most of us will ever have to worry
about. The novel, like RISING SUN before it, barley works as a thriller, and
even less so as a ham-fisted political harangue.
Most writers have their off days, but for a mind as
brilliant as Crichton’s to focus so intently on such nonsense is downright
aggravating. I stopped reading his books after DISCLOSURE, although I hear tell
the news wasn’t all bad.
Crichton’s 1999 time travel themed novel TIMELINE is,
according to people I know who’ve read it, an enjoyable, crisply written trip
back to the Middle Ages that’s far removed from the shitty Dick Donner flick
made from it. 2003’s PREY is said to bring back the magic of JURASSIC PARK in
its tale of nanotechnology run amuck.
But Crichton’s most offensive project was his second to
last novel. It’s 2004’s anti-global warming tract STATE OF FEAR, in which
Crichton vociferously attacked environmentalists. He provided plenty of
documentation for his attacks, though apparently only that which
supported his thesis--from one review: “Crichton's
skewed reading of the scientific literature leads him into an utter abandonment
of literary verisimilitude.”
doubt did his homework. His book was beloved by Republican congressman James M.
Inhofe, who called Crichton to testify before congress about Washington’s
environmental policy (unsurprisingly, he felt it should be curtailed).
Nonetheless, I say Crichton is wrong here.
Others feel the same way, as STATE OF FEAR was widely
denounced by scientists. Here’s a quote from the Natural Resources Defense
Council: “Hundreds of
scientists--including from the National Academy of Sciences, the American
Geophysical Union and the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change--have spent
years considering the very challenges raised in Crichton's book in the process
of coming to a consensus that global warming is underway and caused by humans.”
Here’s another quote, this one from NASA research scientist James Hansen:
“Crichton writes fiction and seems to make things up as he goes along. He
doesn’t seem to have the foggiest notion about the science he writes about.”
It’s interesting to note that despite the denials
of Crichton and others, the dire predictions of most environmentalists appear to
be coming true. The NRDC again: “Expert
concerns about global warming are growing steadily, as more and more evidence
pours in supporting the conclusion that heat-trapping pollution--from fossil
fuels and other sources--is warming the planet at an unprecedented rate.”
I’ll take the argument even farther. As one blogger
recently pointed out, many cancers are due to environmental factors, meaning
Crichton’s life could possibly have been saved had he listened more closely to
STATE OF FEAR was also guilty of a very bad habit
Crichton developed in his final years: creating thinly veiled fictional
portrayals of actual people he disagreed with and casting them as villains.
Quite a few real life environmental figures are referenced in the novel, while
in Crichton’s final book NEXT (which is said to make STATE OF FEAR look like WAR
AND PEACE quality-wise) one of his critics is fictionalized as a child
I know many of you are going to argue that I focus
overmuch on Crichton’s final novels and not nearly enough on his earlier, better
ones. Perhaps. But the bottom line is that THE ANDROMEDA STRAIN, EATERS OF THE
DEAD and JURASSIC PARK remain impacting works, but so do RISING SUN, DISCLOSURE
and STATE OF FEAR, for better or (I think) worse.