![]() ![]() ![]() And yet, today, after I was back in Bangalore, I found myself wondering what happened with the rest of that godawful plot. The book wasn’t even engaging enough to prompt me to ask my aunt whether I could borrow it. (I outgrew Jackie Collins by the time I was 13.) *Snore*Īs I had recently had someone praise The Lost World to me, I decided to give Michael Crichton a try. ![]() And the collection my uncle had left behind was mainly a bunch of atheist propaganda and also action thrillers by white males. I’d very wisely left my charger at my friend’s place, so there wasn’t anything else I could do except read. I picked up State of Fear because I was chilling at my aunt’s place and my phone was low on charge. But, you know, you don’t usually care because your flight is late by three hours and you need to kill time. They’re bound to involve super-efficient macho male protagonists, female leads whose greatest selling point is their attractiveness to the male leads, and the a plot that is basically all over the place. I don’t usually have high hopes for action thrillers by white male authors. ![]()
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