by Michael Crichton
I have sort of a love hate relationship with Michael Crichton. I always love his books but I really don't know why. Typically his subject matter is of no interest to me but I simply can't put the book down as the story is so riveting. I feel a little like he always tricks me into learning things I have no interest in. Rising Sun is perhaps a little better in this regard since I do love a good murder mystery. The plot walks a fine line between the murder investigation and the Japanese politics surrounding the murder. Crichton does a fine job of walking that line in my opinion and I devoured this book in the span of an afternoon. I have a number of his books in my collection, a fair mix of ones I have never read before as well as old favorites and I have not been disappointed yet. I do wonder a little as to how much is fiction and how much I am actually learning but I don't really care all that much Crichton spins a good story.