Finished off State of Fear. Here's the thing: it's a horribly silly book. It's overbearing and the plot is just ludicrous, but it still contains Crichton's trademark readability. You'll find yourself reading it anyway, in spite of realizing just how bad it is. At least it's not one of his diatribes against theme parks. I swear, he must have been lost in one as a child.
So, if you want me to spare you from the terror that is State of Fear know these two things: Global Warming is a theory that, like any good scientific theory, is now falling out of vogue, and the politico-media machine is still in full force making sure we know next to nothing and are afraid of it all.
In other news, we watched Garden State last night. Good movie. This has been an indie film filled weekend. It's refreshing to see real people make movies for a change. Zach Braff was someone we liked on Scrubs, turns out he's a decent director/writer too. It's an interesting piece on life, love and medication. I will admit it's not a film for everyone. There are a few odd and uncomfortable moments, but overall, the progression from a life lived enveloped in cotton to a human being that can think and feel again is quite interesting to watch.
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