Written by Michael Crichton (1942-2008)
I've read several of Michael Crichton's books; 'The Terminal Man', 'Jurassic Park', 'Rising Sun' but 'Timeline' is my favourite. Many of his books have been made into films; 'The Andromeda Strain', 'Congo', 'Sphere', 'Disclosure' as well as those I've already mentioned, and it wouldn't surprise me if this did too. As I was reading it, his vivid description if the working 'Time Machine', made me think it was written with a film in mind. It combines all the ingredients that make his books compulsive reading. I bought this on a Ferry from Holland before it was available in England, and I had read it within a few days.
An old man wearing a brown robe is found wandering disorientated in the Arizona desert. He is miles from any human habitation and has no memory of how he got to be there, or who he is. The only clue to his identity is the plan of a medieval monastery in his pocket. A monastery where an archaeological dig has not yet excavated so much detail.
The mystery deepens when the puzzle is linked to an International Technology Corporation which spends vast amounts on 'historical research' projects, and it will catapult a group of young scientists back to France in the Middle Ages and into the heart of the Hundred years' war.
I've read several of Michael Crichton's books; 'The Terminal Man', 'Jurassic Park', 'Rising Sun' but 'Timeline' is my favourite. Many of his books have been made into films; 'The Andromeda Strain', 'Congo', 'Sphere', 'Disclosure' as well as those I've already mentioned, and it wouldn't surprise me if this did too. As I was reading it, his vivid description if the working 'Time Machine', made me think it was written with a film in mind. It combines all the ingredients that make his books compulsive reading. I bought this on a Ferry from Holland before it was available in England, and I had read it within a few days.
An old man wearing a brown robe is found wandering disorientated in the Arizona desert. He is miles from any human habitation and has no memory of how he got to be there, or who he is. The only clue to his identity is the plan of a medieval monastery in his pocket. A monastery where an archaeological dig has not yet excavated so much detail.
The mystery deepens when the puzzle is linked to an International Technology Corporation which spends vast amounts on 'historical research' projects, and it will catapult a group of young scientists back to France in the Middle Ages and into the heart of the Hundred years' war.
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