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      I continue on my annual goal of reading a book a month (minimum) and this month felt like some candy. Not that 420+ pages is candy, but for me fiction always reads easier than non-fiction. My book for March was “Next” by Michael Crichton.

      I’ve read several of Crichton’s novels so I felt I knew what to expect - several plot lines progressing simultaneously in an almost whiplash fashion, interesting page turning content, and references to current or near technology. For “Next” Crichton spotlights genetic engineering. The characters are involved in research, investment, government and even litigation concerned with genetic engineering. I believe the book plays off the public’s lack of understanding of a complicated subject to warn and inform. The question of ownership of the genetic codes that comprise our physical makeup underlines the entire book. Does a corporation own your blondeness? How about your knack for creativity? Has someone patented the gene that will one day cause your demise? As often is the case science, or pseudo science is both devil and savior. The characters often butt up against individuals and organizations that operate in a way incompatable with new discoveries with humerous or frightening results.

      Crichton does not leave the reader with a lack of understanding of his position on the subject. The story is followed by the author’s “conclusions” based on his research.

      Overall the book was interesting as a techno-thriller, but was lacking in interesting characters that didn’t seem to be guided by the author’s hand through each of their decisions. Likewise as a reader I felt herded in a direction not of my choosing by a “because I told you so” sentiment that disregarded my ability to choose for myself. I also found myself taking an “I really don’t care” attitude toward their often self inflicted tribulations. Although surely to be made into a screenplay, I find the book was a disappointment.

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