Today I’m reviewing ‘Nippon Connection’ by Michael Crichton. Original title ‘Rising Sun’ translated into German by Michaela Grabinger
Blurb (from Amazon) :
On the forty-fifth floor of the Nakamoto Tower in downtown L. A. a grand opening celebration is in full swing at the new American headquarters of the immense Japanese conglomerate. On the forty-sixth floor, in an empty conference room, the dead body of a beautiful woman is discovered. The investigation immediately becomes a thrilling chase through a twisting maze of industrial intrigue, a no-holds barred conflict in which control of a vital American technology is the fiercely coveted prize – and the Japanese saying ‘business is war’ takes on a terrifying reality. Rising Sun is a powerful, compulsive thriller from a master of the genre.
Did I like it?
Sure. I’m kind of a fan of the books of the late Michael Crichton. Several books were made into films or TV series (Jurassic Park, ER, Westworld, etc.). Or better the books were the basic ideas for the films. There are a lot of changes in the films. In general unnecessary changes and the books are a lot better than the films. 3 of the differences between this book and the adaptation. Another killer. No relation between Connor and the student who helps with the video in the book. Eddie Sakamura survives in the book but killed in the film. None of these changes are necessary. But Crichton worked on the script for the film too. So, I guess if he was OK with the changes. Who am I to complain.
What I didn’t like
Nothing, it is certainly not high literature. I don’t think it was meant to be.
Would I recommend it?
Kind of a beach read. 16 out of 20 points. If you like the films made after the books of Crichton. Read the books they are (even) better than the films
Good morning, humans. Monday morning and the annoying cat is back. Did you miss me?
Let’s start with something positive. The weather will be fine the whole week. And I haven’t spend a single night on the outside last week. That’s positive for my favourite human. According to a conversation I heard he’s sleeping not good when I’m not at home. Do I care? It’s complicated. First I love being outside then I love having the possibility of constant shelter. If I’m still ‘en vadrouille’ later than 10:00pm. I do have the problem that the door is closed and I can’t go in anymore. There would be a solution. But this solution has two major problems. Each of them makes this solution impossible. First the house is a rented one. Installing a cat entrance is therefore quite impossible. Second it would have to be an entrance which could only be used by me and crappy pure bred aka Rashid. The solution would be a flap that will only open if it’s Rashid or me approaching. There is something on the market. BUT… we (Rashid and me) would have to wear a chip. The standard solution would be a collier with a chip. Rashid does wear a collier from time to time. Me? Never. A flap without this restricted entrance? Impossible there are too many cats who may visit the house. The bully, for example. Or even ‘chausettes’.
There is only one other solution. Me being on time. It’s hard sometimes. In general, I’m on time. But only in general. I guess I have to live with it. Sometimes spending a night under the stars. It’s nearly summer there are worse things in life.
At the moment I can spend my afternoons watching my favourite human working on his impossible endeavour. Trying to transform the courtyard into something that looks like a Zen garden. I sincerely hope he knows that it is impossible but exactly this might be what he’s looking for. As I won’t suffer I don’t care.
A bit about the actualities. The guy who’s occupying the office of POTUS is on his first official voyage at the moment. They call it the holy trip. He’s visiting Saudi-Arabia, Israel, Rome and not to forget the holiest of them all Bruxelles. As his predecessor went with his wife to Saudi-Arabia. This guy was complaining that Michelle Obama wasn’t wearing a headscarf. Guess if Trump’s wife was wearing a headscarf? Exactly, she wasn’t. This guy is just a joke. Unfortunately a joke with access to nuclear codes. Last week there was something about the guys working for Trump. They have to use his name as often as possible in the reports they are preparing for him. If they don’t use his name in the reports he won’t read the reports. I’m not sure if the Americans already realize what they have elected as commander in chief. One could only hope that they won’t do THIS again. But then, they did it with GW Bush.
Enough of this, it’s much too nice on the outside.
Milady took some photos of Rashid, me and most important of chausettes. The choice is therefore not a simple one. But I’ve chosen the one of me and Rashid. Enjoy.See you next week