As amazing as any of his fiction novels is this autobiography by Michael Crichton.
It is brutally frank about his failings.
Yet is done with wit and humor and self-effacing observations on his growth as a human being.
A Harvard medical-school graduate, inveterate traveler and author of,
among other books,
The Great Train Robbery and WestWorld (the film versions of which he
directed),
Crichton seeks in immediate experience of new places and
cultures
to "redefine" himself and uncover the nature of reality.
to "redefine" himself and uncover the nature of reality.
His
curiosity and self-deprecating humor animate recitals of adventures
tracking animals in Malay jungles, climbing Kilimanjaro
tracking animals in Malay jungles, climbing Kilimanjaro
(after reading of his climb to that mountain's summit, you will never be tempted to do it yourself!)
musing atop a mysterious Mayan
pyramid in the Yucatan,
trekking across a landslide in Pakistan,
scuba
diving in the Caribbean and New Guinea and amid sharks in Tahiti with his sister.
You will marvel at his unconscious self-destructive pattern of traveling in unwise circumstances.
You meet his sister (whom his father once beat so badly that the timid mother nearly called the police),
his big hearted brother, his mother, and his aloof, troubled journalist father.
The first quarter of the book
chronicles his gradual disillusionment with medical school and his decision not to practice medicine.
chronicles his gradual disillusionment with medical school and his decision not to practice medicine.
You will never think of the medical profession in quite the same way after reading this section.
Which is not too surprising to a student of history:
For most of human history, doctors have done more harm
than good.
Their treatments consisted of inducing vomiting or diarrhea
and, most common of all, bleeding their patients.
Crichton's accounts of visits to remote places in Asia and Africa present a
perspective on his personal life.
Shuffled among these chapters are
accounts of psychic experiences
that include channeling, exorcism, and
spoon-bending and end with a defense of "paranormal experience."
Crichton had an interesting life, which he writes about in a crisp
and disarmingly frank manner.
His inner "travels" offer something for
almost everyone.
Crichton explains the reasons that prompted him to write this book:
"If you are a writer, the assimilation of important experiences almost obliges you to write about them.
"If you are a writer, the assimilation of important experiences almost obliges you to write about them.
Writing is how you make the experience
your own, how you explore what it means to you,
how you come to possess
it, and ultimately release it."
Crichton explores our need for direct experience.
His premise is that modern man has lost his innate sense of himself and
existence,
relying on opinions, concepts and information structures,
second hand knowledge,
in order to make sense of the world, which, in
the end, is a false perception.
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Thanks for sharing this, Will check this book out.
ReplyDeleteI think you will like this book. He grows to see his attitude towards women had been based on his misgiuded thinking.
DeleteYou just reminded me that I read Travels years ago! But I haven't seen my copy around for years so I must have given it away or sold it. You make we want to check it out again.
ReplyDeleteIt was enlightening to see how his travels influenced his books like CONGO and JURASSIC PARK and COMA. :-)
DeleteYou've talked me into it! Thanks! :-)
ReplyDeleteI believe you will find parts ofl it engrossing. The ladies in his life appear and disappear without much explanation. He was hard on them without realizing it.
DeleteAnd you know all those travels influenced his writing.
ReplyDeleteI'd forgotten that he directed Westworld.
COMA too was directed by him. That movie earned him the respect of his British movie crew when filming THE GREAT TRAIN ROBBERY. I think you will enjoy his insights into Sean Connery. :-)
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