Michael Crichton, we’ll miss you

I was checking my twitter account during my break at work, when I heard the news shortly after it broke. Michael Crichton, the mind behind Jurassic Park and The Andromeda Strain to name just two of his extremely well-known novels (turned movies), died after privately battling cancer at the age of 66.

The world has lost an excellent writer, even more depressing was the fact that when I told most of my library coworkers, their first response was “Who’s that?”

In addition to creating stories that have shaped a generation of popular culture (just look at this strip from xkcd, and this one, and this one, and this one, to see what I mean), Crichton lived the ultimate success story: Deciding he couldn’t live from a writing career and that despite being 6 feet 9 inches tall(!) he was no good at basketball, Crichton decided to become a doctor. During medical school, he published novels under various pseudonyms, which eventually led to The Andromeda Strain, his first hit, in 1969.

Crichton’s film and TV credits include the creation of ER as well as co-writing the screenplay for Twister.

If you want to read more, fellow twitterers pointed me to articles at the Associated Press and BBC News.

Good deed of the day

I wound up coming into work today at the wrong time because my long-standing Wednesday hours were changed and I didn’t remember. But in the grand scheme of things it wasn’t such a bad thing because I was near my apartment building at the right time to do a good thing.

I was rounding the corner on my walk to work when I heard a woman somewhere behind me calling “Lily, Lily!” By the second call she was sounding frantic. I turned around and saw a woman and a small Daschund (possibly a puppy) in a red and green plaid dog sweater running toward the corner and, worse, the street. My guess is the dog slipped her leash or bolted before it could be fastened properly.

I stepped in front of Lily, who then tried to swerve around me, but I just moved over too. Her momentum slowed, the dog lost interest in her stint of freedom and returned to her owner who thanked me. It wasn’t much, and I probably could have done more (like grabbing the dog which I didn’t think of), but in this case it was enough. And it was the right thing too. All in a day’s work.

The Unusual Suspects: A (conflicted) Chick Lit Wednesday Review

The Unusual Suspects by Michael BuckleyI received the first two books in Michael Buckley‘s Sisters Grimm books as a gift. The premise of the series sounded incredibly promising and exactly like the kind of thing I would love. Even the covers are great. Unfortunately, I was not as impressed by the first book, The Fairy Tale Detectives, as I had hoped. Still, having The Unusual Suspects (2007), the second volume, in hand I decided to soldier on.

The story opens not too far after the first book. Sabrina (age 11) and her sister Daphne (I think age 7) have adjusted to life with their unusual grandmother in Ferryport Landing. When social services finally catch up with Granny, the children find themsevles enrolled in school at Ferryport Landing. That goes for Puck, nemesis to Sabrina and character of Twelfth Night, who features a larger role in this story as he becomes closer (in a literal sense) to the Grimm family.

Sabrina is already angry enough and preoccupied enough by her missing parents and, according to her, her own completely unaided efforts in trying to find them without dealing with school. Sabrina, in fact, wants nothing to do with school or the creepy Everafters who are teaching there. Sabrina’s mistrust of the institution is confirmed when a teacher and the school’s janitor turn up murdered under very strange circumstances. However, in order to investigate with her grandmother and Daphne, Sabrina is forced to go along with the whole student thing for a bit longer.

If the snark wasn’t indication enough, let me point out that I am not a great fan of the Sisters Grimm novels. The more I search online, the more I seem to be in the minority. Parents love them, School Library Journal loves them, and I have yet to find a child reader who doesn’t love them. But I just don’t.

The reality of these books compared to the potential they books had before I read them falls painfully short. Buckley has several excellent side characters (Mr. Canis and Ferryport Landing’s Mayor are my two personal favorite characters out of either book) with excellent side stories, but that isn’t enough. While certain details are fleshed out, the main characters remain flat. Daphne is adorable and probably would have done better with more page-time. Puck, while entertaing is also often annoying (something Sabrina and I do agree on). The characters also never communicate. Granny, while awesome, never really knows what is going on with Sabrina. Although that doesn’t matter much since Sabrina will clearly never listen to anyone about anything. Ever.

Which brings me to Sabrina, our main character. I acknowledge that Sabrina is dealing with some heavy stuff, but I hate how angry she is. Buckley makes such a point of her anger (in the first and second books) that this one trait completely absorbs Sabrina’s whole personality. All I see is an irrationally angry eleven-year-old. This unattractive trait is further emphasized in The Unusual Suspects. As a result, when it becomes apparent that an Everafter (one of the fairy tale creatures that populate Ferryport Landing) is responsible for the school killings, Sabrina seems bent on blaming all of the Everafters for the actions of one. No matter how nice any of them are to her. I don’t know about anyone else, but that sounds a lot like bigotry to me.

Even if I did like Sabrina, the tone of this novel was as erratic as that of the first novel. Buckley takes on a lot in these volumes, but not in a cohesive way. The murder scenes are described with accurate guts and gore. Meanwhile Sabrina’s emotions are flattened to one word: anger. This creates an unbalanced narrative that sometimes feels like the children’s novel it is and sometimes feels much darker. In my view, the writing isn’t targeting a consistent audience.

Readers will have to judge for themselves, but after finishing this novel I have decided to wash my hands of the series (even though this book does end on a cliffhanger), finding that no matter how hard I wish for the characters to develop a bit more or become more self-aware, they never do.