Jack of Harts

Michael Crichton is a perennial favorite author of mine. I have read many of his books over my life, from my teenage years until now, and I recently went back to reread one of the old and good ones that I first read a good three decades ago. Rising Sun mixes a murder, a cover up, a whodunit, and a travelog all in one. It is impossible to read a Crichton book without learning something, even when it is a reread. It’s really just an amazing book, and is just as relevant now as it was when it was written. Crichton wrote timeless stories, and we are a poorer world without him writing more of them now. I loved it again, just as much as I loved it before.