Crichton has written some excellent stuff but NEXT was a major disappointment with a confusing disjointed plot. He then makes liberal use of profanity and some unnecessarily gruesome details to try and add some colour. All this was then made worse by a reader that seems to delight in whinny voices. The subject may be trendy but the book does not do it justice.
I like the author, but this was terrible - a cop-out rip-off. Totally bad ending. Great beginning, great plot, but then he just ran out of gas. Seemed like someone else finished it for him from about the middle on. Maybe preachy, but so what - he has his opinion. Save your money. Did I say it was terrible?
After reading my first book by Michael Crichton, (Timeline) I begin to love his way of making you think of the possibilities. In Next, He unsettles our scientific side of life by pushing our controversial buttons in almost every area of Genetics. Being a born again believer in Christ I no doubt have strong convictions as to where science is taking us. In this book, Michael Crichton reveals the the key components that govern science and technology: money and morals. It seems that we are so close to encountering many of these issues that if this had been written ten years later, it might not be considered fiction.
This book has more yarns than an angora sweater, but they are not as tightly knit together. In some ways, this book reminded me of Franz Kafka in the sense that Crichton, like Kafka knows that the world isn't right, but he doesn't understand it. I learned in the author's afterword that he had some definite ideas about genetics, but only some of them came through in the stories. It is sad that Crichton's last work was sub par.
This is the worst book that Michael Crichton has ever written. It has to do about Genes and has many different story lines that either come together or don't. Lots of reading of headlines about what is going on with Gene therapy and creation of 'transgendered' animals and plants. I real muddle into a boring subject.
Save your Audible credits. Crichton (as usual) uses cardboard characters to attempt to make sweeping generalizations about current issues of 'Science.' Interesting ideas are presented but the plot and characters are absurd with talking Orangutangs and Grey Parrots.
This story has monkeys in it...and I'm fairly sure that one of them helped him write this book. Having more pride than his famous co-author, the monkey must have demanded that his name be left off the credits. I wish my name was off the list of people who bought it.
Book is very disappointing, and difficult to follow. Plot is fragmented over several storylines (non of which are all that interesting) which he attempts to bring together in the end. Book seems to be just a medium to preach authors views on genetic engineering. This book is a significant departure from the author’s normal format and quality.
Despite his flaws as a writer, I usually enjoy Michael Crichton books--but this one was ludicrous. I also like Dylan Baker as an actor, but didn't particularly enjoy his reading.