April 17, 2014

Book 2: The Andromeda Strain

The Andromeda Strain
Michael Crichton

I came into The Andromeda Strain expecting a fast-past plague thriller, as advertised by numerous blurbs on and within the book. Finding instead a science-based explorative story at a much more measured pace, I'm unsure to what degree my expectations influenced my disappointment. The plot initially shows much promise with the opening, featuring a mysterious plague, secret government projects, and a crack team of scientists poised to isolate and fix the threat, but any sense of impending doom is quickly whisked away as the scientists (and the readers with them) become isolated in an underground research facility. Crichton drops several hints that indicate that the book is supposed to be a fast-paced thriller, but his constant Obvious Hammer remarks that Something Is Amiss are annoying, misleading, and often dreadfully misplaced, inserting an overbearing narrator where the story and characters should be driving the action. Rather than ratcheting up any dramatic tension or exploring the relationship of the scientists to the world above that depends on them (a fact that Crichton constantly struggles to make clear), these not-at-all-clever asides frequently serve as reminders that events at the surface are actively ignored in favor of long-winded scientific explanations and too many tantalizing hints dropped and then immediately forgotten. The characters themselves are described in broad brushstrokes during their introductions and fail to develop any particularly distinguishing characteristics throughout the course of the novel; they're simply there, and though some actual characterization certainly wouldn't hurt the book, they are just sufficient enough to serve the narrative rather than becoming two-dimensional distractions.

There are aspects of the book that are well-done and even exciting; I was as eager as anyone to discover what the Andromeda Strain was, how it worked on Earthlings' anatomy, and how any and every delay would spell certain doom for the world. Yet after an entire novel full of efforts to explain just how foreign, how deadly, and how important the Andromeda Strain is, the book goes out with an utterly embarrassing whimper. Sure, I may have been expecting a full-blown plague novel (and that expectation surely contributed significantly to my feelings toward the book), but Crichton himself sets the scene for apocalyptic peril numerous times, only to end the book in the name of capital-s Science. The twist is clever and could work well in another context, but after repeated ominous warnings throughout the narrative, itself framed as a report issued after the fact, the reader feels cheated, not outwitted. The Andromeda Strain does not frame itself as a novel to playfully engage and mislead readers' expectations, and its meta-ironic, anticlimactic ending, while not misplaced given the book's celebration of the science that makes the ending possible, caps a disappointing experience.

Ultimately, The Andromeda Strain feels one-note and a bit plodding. Crichton does, however, deserve credit for some of the book's more pleasant aspects. While the overt narrative involvement often interferes with the plot and, indeed, the very tension it is no doubt intended to build, the framing device is effective. The blurbs may lie to the modern reader, but the book itself is what it is- a book about the powers of science- and rather unapologetically so. Crichton has written a very believable narrative shell and it is remarkable that, despite advances in computing that make the disease the book's primary science fiction element seem outdated (and render its punchcode references obsolete), there remain a few elements that keep this book firmly in the speculative domain. The biology-based inquiries hold up after time, and the book is just as plausible today as it must have been when it was first published. The Andromeda Strain contains a lot of frustrating asides and missteps, to be sure, and ignores or otherwise brushes aside the expectations that it and its reviewers establish, but it is nonetheless an intriguing look at the scientific method and the truly terrifying ability of unseen molecules to wreak havoc, if only we could have seen them doing so.

Grade: B

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