At last, a Michael Crichton novel you can put down, a vilification of science that does not make compelling reading. Next is a veritable catalogue of what could go wrong with biotechnology. This is what would happen if every patent attorney and judge had a pre-frontal lobotomy (done the humane way using RNA interference, of course), in case the bioethicists hadn't warned you already. Crichton tries to address every aspect of the biotechnology craze at once, giving the book too many simultaneous plotlines to follow. The result is no single story you really want to stick with to the end.
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