A Sad Day
Michael Crichton died unexpectedly on Wednesday after battling cancer. He was 66.
Crichton wrote a lot of books, but my faves are Jurassic Park and The Lost World. I don’t like horror or slash movies, but I could read about dinos eating people all day long. I have dreams of being chased and eaten by dinos, and they are never nightmares (they are always awesome). I will always be indebted to him for finding a somewhat scientifically plausible means allowing dinos to exist in the modern day.
As a kid, I remember walking the family dog at night and running back to the house because, swear-to-god, I heard a T-Rex in the woods.
Ironically enough, I began re-reading Jurassic Park last week. It won’t be the last time.
Rest in Peace, Michael Crichton, and all my sympathy to his friends, family and fans.
November 6th, 2008 at 12:03 pm
The T-Rex’s tear is very touching. I never read the book, but I loved the movie Jurassic Park, so I probably should read it (since the book is always better than the movie).