Nothing to fear but FEAR itself -
Chrichtons thriller about global warming ands up reading like paranoid propaganda!
STATE OF FEAR by Michael Chricton (Harper Collins/603pages)
by Ong Sor Fern You can always rely on Micheal Chricton to teach you some things in his techno thrillers.
Latest in his new pulp thriller about some very bad environmetalists, you get the very National Geographic nugget that crocodiles in Papua New Guinea can bark like dogs in order to attract the canines for lunch.
Aside from that little gem, however, State of Fear is aptly named for it reads like a paranoid right wing tract. According to the book, global warming is nothing more than thin facts hyped into a scary bogeyman by publicity-hungry green nuts.
The confused plot is chiefly about how a group of radical tree-huggers are out to save the world by any means necessary. That means a convoluted series of terrorist acts aimed at creating a giant lightening storm and a devastating tsunami.
In the light of recent events, the tsunami here looks like a storm in a teacup. Especially because it is one of several tired action setpieces in a book that reads like a stodgy propaganda tract intercut with a bad Jerry Bruckheimer movie.
While Chricton has lacked subtlety, he has never been pedantic. Until now. State of Fear comes complete with a bibliography, an author's message and a manifesto railing against politicising science. Given his transparently obvious biases - everyone is in the wrong, from environmental organizations, to developers and strip miners - it seems particularly, arrogantly, disingenuous of him to declare:"Everybody has an agenda. Except me."
Obscured by his new found environmental zeal, Chricton's usual pulp talents have deserted him. His characters,always the human chess pieces in the technological puzzles of his plots, are even more programmatic and shallow than usual. Everyone spews lectures at the drop of a hat.
Sloppy editing means that Chricton gets away with lazy writing. There are inconsistencies in scenes that an alert editor would have corrected. Chrictons fondness of lengthy dialogues, with three or more characters and no indication of who is speaking, also results in confusing exchanges.
When the story finally grinds to a halt on Pg 567, with the heroes landing in a Los Angeles smog sunset and plotting the dawn of a new scientifically dictated environmentally age, this State if Fear leaves in a state of exhaustion. If you are looking for a thriller about climate change, then your time might be better spent watching the bombastic but entertaining summer blockbluster The Day After Tomorrow. It would take less time too.