Michael Crichton: Airframe
Hold up!
See that little date above?
This post was published years ago.
My opinions have changed over time: I think it's quite fun to keep old posts online so that you can see how that has happened. The downside is that there are posts on this site that express views that I now find offensive, or use language in ways I'd never dream of using it today.
I don't believe in airbrushing history, but I do believe that it's important to acknowledge the obvious: some of what I've written in the past has been crap. Some of it was offensive. Some of it was offensively bad. And there's may be some brass among the muck (you can make up your own mind on that).
Some of what I've presented as my own views has been me—wittingly or unwittingly—posturing without having considered all the facts. In a few years, I'll probably think the same about what I'm writing today, and I'm fine with that. Things change. People grow. Society moves forward.
The internet moves on too, which means there might be broken links or embedded content that fails to load. If you're unlucky, that might mean that this post makes no sense at all.
So please consider yourself duly warned: this post is an historical artefact. It's not an exposition of my current views nor a piece of 'content' than necessarily 'works'.
You may now read on... and in most cases, the post you're about to read is considerably shorter than this warning box, so brace for disappointment.
This was a faintly bizarre book, that wasn’t particularly good, but nor was it particularly bad.
Airframe is advertised as a thriller, but there were only about three short passage that could be classed as even vaguely ‘thrilling’, and they played only the most minor of roles in the plot as a whole. It was really nothing more than a particularly stressful week in the life of a woman who works for an aircraft company, with little bits and bobs about the life of a journalist thrown in here and there.
There really is nothing in particular to recommend about this book, but it’s so bland that there’s nothing particularly in there to criticise either.
Overall, I’d say that this was a relatively enjoyable but ultimately worthless read, which I wouldn’t especially recommend. I wouldn’t say that it was a book to particularly avoid either, though.
Having said all that, if you do decide to buy it, you can get a very competitive price using the link on the right.
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