Timeline: Eine Reise in die Mitte der Zeit (Timeline)

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Overview

In an Arizona desert a man wanders in a daze, speaking words that make no sense. Within twenty-four hours he is dead, his body swiftly cremated by his only known associates. Halfway around the world archaeologists make a shocking discovery at a medieval site. Suddenly they are swept off to the headquarters of a secretive multinational corporation that has developed an astounding technology. Now this group is about to get a chance not to study the past but to enter it. And with history opened to the present, the dead awakened to the living, these men and women will soon find themselves fighting for their very survival—six hundred years ago. . . .

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With the exception of The Lost World, his disappointing sequel to Jurassic Park, Michael Crichton has never stepped into the same river twice. In the 30 years since his first bestseller, The Andromeda Strain, was published, he has written with authority and passion on subjects as varied as airline safety, Norse mythology, alien contact, Victorian train robbers, Japanese business practices, and sexual politics in corporate America. It should come as no surprise, then, that his latest novel, Timeline, is a radical departure from all that has gone before it, and is "typical" only in its characteristic commingling of high-powered narrative and technical expertise.

The technological starting point for Timeline is the emerging science of quantum mechanics, a field of study so abstruse, so "nonintuitive" that, in Richard Feynman’s words, "nobody understands [it]." Crichton, of course, has never been one to allow complex technologies intimidate him, and quantum theory provides him with the speculative basis for Timeline's central conceit: That we live, not in a finite universe, but in a "multiverse" composed of an infinite, constantly expanding series of parallel universes in which all past moments continue to exist. Crichton then posits an imaginary technology that uses quantum computers that are literally capable of "faxing" human beings to selected target areas of the multiverse. The result is a kind of de facto time travel, a phenomenon around which Crichton constructs an exciting -- and ingenious -- story.

In the opening pages, Crichton introduces us to two of Timeline’s primary players. One is Edward Johnston, historian, Yale professor, and leader of a team that is exploring a medieval ruin known as Castelgard, a French fortress town that was burned to the ground during the Hundred Years War between England and France. The other player is Robert Doniger, petulant genius and CEO of a high-tech research firm called ITC. ITC is the silent, unacknowledged leader in the field of quantum mechanics. For hidden reasons of its own, it also provides the funding for a number of historical research efforts, one of which is the Castelgard project.

Trouble begins when Johnston becomes privy to Robert Doniger's most closely held secret: the quantum transmitter. At Doniger's invitation, Johnson makes use of the transmitter, which allows him to travel to 14th-century France, and to experience the world of medieval Europe firsthand. When Johnston, for unknown reasons, fails to return, Doniger persuades three of his graduate assistants -- an architect, a medievalist, and a scientific historian -- to travel back in time, locate the professor, and bring him safely home. Nothing, of course, comes off according to plan.

Within minutes of their arrival at Castelgard, the students -- who are accompanied by "professional" field guides -- are attacked, separated, and very nearly killed. Their dramatic arrival marks the opening movement of an energetic, furiously paced melodrama. Having rigorously established the novel's technological premises, Crichton the scientist now gives way to Crichton the storyteller, and he subjects his characters to a relentless series of battles, betrayals, cliff-hanger conclusions, and hairbreadth escapes. Faced with a mission that must be completed within 37 hours (after which their escape route back to the present is effectively closed), the three time travelers struggle to survive within the harsh realities of a culture that is both familiar and strange, while crises accumulate at both ends of the timeline, and the quantum clock ticks steadily down to zero.

It's all hugely enjoyable and should have Crichton's many readers beating a path to their local bookstores. As is usually the case with Crichton’s fiction, half the fun comes from the sheer range of the author's knowledge, and from the ease with which that knowledge is integrated into the story. During the course of Timeline, we are treated to quick, authoritative discussions on a host of subjects, including: the history and theory of quantum mechanics, the politics of the Hundred Years War, the science of graphology, the economics of the feudal system, the evolution of gunpowder, the proper techniques for riding, climbing, and jousting, and the medieval origins of tennis. Education should always be this painless.

All in all, Timeline strikes me as Crichton’s most effective novel since Rising Sun. Despite the complexity of its scientific underpinnings, it is essentially a story of action and adventure, and it wears its learning lightly. Like the best of Crichton’s earlier fiction, Timeline is intelligent, informative, and a great deal of fun. It is also, if you'll pardon the expression, a quantum leap above most bestselling fiction, and is one of the more substantial entertainments you are likely to encounter in these waning weeks of the millennium.

—Bill Sheehan

Forbes Magazine
Timeline is a wonderful combination of fast-paced entertainment and information.
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
"And the Oscar for Best Special Effects goes to: Timeline!" Figure maybe three years before those words are spoken, for Crichton's new novel--despite media reports about trouble in selling film rights, which finally went to Paramount--is as cinematic as they come, a shiny science-fantasy adventure powered by a superior high concept: a group of young scientists travel back from our time to medieval southern France to rescue their mentor, who's trapped there. The novel, in fact, may improve as a movie; its complex action, as the scientists are swept into the intrigue of the Hundred Years War, can be confusing on the page (though a supplied map, one of several graphics, helps), and most of its characters wear hats (or armor) of pure white or black. Crichton remains a master of narrative drive and cleverness. From the startling opening, where an old man with garbled speech and body parts materializes in the Arizona desert, through the revelation that a venal industrialist has developed a risky method of time-travel (based on movement between parallel universes; as in Crichton's other work, good, hard science abounds), there's not a dull moment. When elderly Yale history prof Edward Johnston travels back to his beloved 15th century and gets stuck, and his assistants follow to the rescue, excitement runs high, and higher still as Crichton invests his story with terrific period detail and as castles, sword-play, jousts, sudden death and enough bold knights-in-armor and seductive ladies-in-waiting to fill any toystore's action-figure shelves appear. There's strong suspense, too, as Crichton cuts between past and present, where the time-travel machinery has broken: Will the heroes survive and make it back? The novel has a calculated feel but, even so, it engages as no Crichton tale has done since Jurassic Park, as it brings the past back to vigorous, entertaining life. (Nov. 16) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
With Timeline, Crichton has written his best book since Jurassic Park. Sometime in the future, a group of students is studying an archaeological site in France when the professor in charge disappears. While uncovering 600-year-old documents from the remains of a monastery, they discover a note dated April 7, 1357, and written in the professor's hand that says "Help me." Three people then embark on a journey back in time to rescue the professor. The first third of the book sets up the plot and discusses quantum technology. The rest of the story is a heart-pounding adventure in 14th-century France. Crichton is a master at explaining complex concepts in simple terms. As in most of his novels, the characters are forgettable and overshadowed by ideas, but who reads Crichton for his characters? His plot is intriguing, and his well-researched history and science are certain to prompt discussions. Highly recommended. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 7/99.]--Jeff Ayers, Seattle P.L. Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Iain Pears
Timeline combines all the ingredients that make Crichton's books compulsive reading: a fast-paced story, a hefty dollop of scientific speculation and an almost cinematic structure...A well-researched and brilliantly imagined story...Crichton has so perfected the fusion of thriller with science fiction that his novels define the genre.
Los Angeles Times
Gary K. Wolfe
As an historical novel in an SF frame, Timeline pales in comparison to, say, Connie Willis's Doomsday Book, but it works well enough as an action tale which often seems to be written with the movie script in mind. Overlaying the entire time-travel project however, is another of Chrichton's cynical conspiracies of capitalist greed: what is intially presented as the first great advance in physics that will benefit historians turns out instead to be a multibillion-dollar scheme to control tourism to the past by franchising various hotels and restaurants near famous historical events. The novel's one nod at humor is the CEO's fury at learning that Lincoln's voice at the Gettysburg address sounds like Betty Boop and that Washington huddled near the back of the boat during the crossing of the Delaware; one technician even suggests removing Lincoln's wrinkles using Photoshop. (Even this sort of comedy is done better and more consistently, though in John Kessel's Corrupting Dr. Nice) So in the end, the capitalists who decry the artificiality of Disney and argue that what people really lust for is authenticity turn out to be the same ones who plan to Disnify the whole timestream for profit. Crichton wants us to feel righteous outrage at this, just as we're finishing a novel that did exactly the same thing. It's worth noting, speaking of authenticity, that despite the lengthy bibliography of physics and history that he appends to the novel, the quotation that appears as the book's epigraph is from M.D. Backes's The Hundred Years War in France—a totally fictional book invented by Crichton for the sole purpose of setting up his ersatz version of history.
Locus
USA Today
Timeline, Crichton's swashbuckling novel, could be another otherworldly blockbuster like Jurassic Park...A classic adventure...The author has an uncanny knack for coupling suspense with scientific concepts that captivate the public's imagination.
Daniel Mendelsohn
Crichton's books [are] hugely entertaining, lending thrilling documentary realness to the proceedings . . . His novels are diverting—they're manically entertaining. (I gobbled up Timeline in a single sitting.)
New York Times Book Review
Tom DeHaven
...Exhilarating entertainment...this is an unapologetic novel of high adventure, and a very good one at that.

Entertainment Weekly

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9783442451227
  • Publisher: Goldmann, Wilhelm Verlag GmbH
  • Publication date: 2/28/2002
  • Language: German
  • Edition description: German-language Edition
  • Pages: 634
  • Product dimensions: 4.60 (w) x 7.26 (h) x 1.30 (d)

Meet the Author

Michael Crichton

Michael Crichton was born in Chicago, in 1942. His novels include The Andromeda Strain, The Great Train Robbery, Congo, Jurassic Park, Rising Sun, Disclosure, The Lost World, and Airframe. He is also the creator of the television series ER.

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    1. Also Known As:
      John Michael Crichton (full name), Jeffery Hudson, John Lange
    2. Hometown:
      Los Angeles, California
    1. Date of Birth:
      October 23, 1942
    2. Place of Birth:
      Chicago, Illinois
    1. Date of Death:
      November 4, 2008
    2. Place of Death:
      Los Angeles, California

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He should never have taken that shortcut.

Dan Baker winced as his new Mercedes S500 sedan bounced down the dirt road, heading deeper into the Navajo reservation in northern Arizona.  Around them, the landscape was increasingly desolate: distant red mesas to the east, flat desert stretching away in the west.  They had passed a village half an hour earlier- dusty houses, a church and a small school, huddled against a cliff- but since then, they'd seen nothing at all, not even a fence.  Just empty red desert.  They hadn't seen another car for an hour.  Now it was noon, the sun glaring down at them.  Baker, a forty-year old building contractor in Phoenix, was beginning to feel uneasy.  Especially since his wife, an architect, was one of those artistic people who wasn't practical about things like gas and water.  His tank was half-empty.  And the car was starting to run hot.  

        "Liz," he said, "are you sure this is the way?"
        Sitting beside him, his wife was bent over the map, tracing the route with his finger.  "It has to be," she said.  "The guide-book said four miles beyond the Corazon Canyon turnoff."
        "But we passed Corazon Canyon twenty minutes ago.  We must have missed it."
        "How could we miss the trading post?" she said.
        "I don't know." Baker stared at the road ahead.  "But there's nothing out here.  Are you sure you want to do this?  I mean, we can get great Navajo rugs in Sedona.  They sell al kinds of rugs in Sedona."
        "Sedona," she sniffed, "is not authentic."
        "Of coarse it's authentic, honey.  A rug is a rug."
        "Weaving."
        "Okay." He sighed.  "A weaving."
        "And no, it's not the same," she said.  "Those Sedona stores carry tourist junk- they're acrylic, not wool.  I want the weavings that they sell on the reservation.  And supposedly the trading post has an old Sandpainting weaving from the twenties, by Hosteen Klah.  And I want it."
"Okay Liz."  Personally, Baker didn't see why they needed another Navajo rug-weaving- anyway.  They already had two dozen.  She had them all over the house.  And packed away in closets, too.
They drove on in silence.  The road ahead shimmered in the heat so it looked like a silver lake.  And there were mirages, houses or people rising up on the road, but always when you came closer, there was nothing there.  

        Dan Baker sighed again.  "We must've passed it."
        "Let's go a few more miles," his wife said.
        "How many more?"
        "I don't know.  A few more."
        "How many, Liz?  Let's decide how far we'll go with this thing.
        "Ten more minutes," she said.
        "Okay," he said, "ten minutes."
        He was looking at his gas gauge when Liz threw her hand to her mouth and said, "Dan!"  Baker turned back to the road just in time to see a shape flash by-a man, in brown, at the side of the road- and hear a loud thump from the side of the car.
        "Oh my God!" she said.  "We hit him!"
        "What?"
        "We hit that guy."
        "No, we didn't.  We hit a pothole."
        In the rearview mirror, Baker could see the man still standing at the side of the road.  A figure in brown, rapidly disappearing in the dust cloud behind the car as they drove away.
        "We couldn't have hit him," Baker said.  "He's still standing."
        "Dan.  We hit him.  I saw it."
        "I don't think so, honey."
Baker looked again in the rearview mirror.  But now he saw nothing except the cloud of dust behind the car.
        "We better go back," she said.
        "Why?"
Baker was pretty sure that his wife was wrong and that they hadn't hit the man on the road.  But if they had hit him, and if he was even slightly injured- just a head cut, a scratch- then it was going to mean a very long delay in their trip.  They'd never get to Phoenix by nightfall.  Anybody out here was undoubtedly a Navajo; they'd have to take him to a hospital, or at least to the nearest big town, which was Gallup, and that was out of their way-
        "I thought you wanted to go back,: she said.  
        "I do."
        "Then let's go back."
        "I just don't want any problems, Liz."
        "Dan.  I don't believe this."
        He sighed, and slowed the car.  "Okay, I'm turning.  I'm turning."
        And he turned around, being careful not to get stuck in the red sand at the side of the road, and headed back the way they had come.

"Oh Jesus."
        Baker pulled over, and jumped out into the dust cloud of his own car.  He gasped as he felt the blast of heat on his face and body.  It must be 120 degrees out here, he thought.
As the dust cleared, he saw the man lying down at the side of the road, trying to raise himself up on his elbow.  The guy was shaky, about seventy, balding and bearded.  His skin was pale; he didn't look Navajo.  His brown clothes were fashioned into long robes.  Maybe he's a priest, Baker thought.
        "Are you all right?" Baker said as he helped the man to sit up on the dirt road.
        The old man coughed.  "Yeah.  I'm all right."
        "Do you want to stand up?" he said.  He was relieved not to see any blood.
        "In a minute."
        Baker looked around.  "Where's your car?" he said.
        The man coughed again.  Head hanging limply, he stared at the dirt road.
        "Dan, I think he's hurt," his wife said.
        "Yeah," Baker said.  The old guy certainly seemed to be confused.  Baker looked around again: there was nothing but flat desert in all directions, stretching away into shimmering haze.
        No car.  Nothing.
        "How'd he get out here?" Baker said.
        "Come on," Liz said, "we have to take him to the hospital."
        Baker put his hands on under the man's armpits and helped the old guy to his feet.  The man's clothes were heavy, made of a material like felt, but he wasn't sweating in the heat.  In fact, his body felt cool, almost cold.
        The old guy leaned heavily on Baker as they crossed the road.  Liz opened the back door.  The old man said, "I can walk.  I can talk."
        "Okay. Fine." Baker eased him into the back seat.
        The man lay down on the leather, curling into a fetal position.  Underneath his robes, he was wearing ordinary clothes: jeans, a checked shirt, Nikes.  He closed the door, and Liz got back in the front seat.  Baker hesitated, remaining outside in the heat.  How was it possible the old guy was out here all alone?  Wearing all those clothes and not sweating?
        It was as if he had just stepped out of a car.
        So maybe he's been driving, Baker thought.  Maybe he's fallen asleep.  Maybe his car had gone off the road and he's had an accident.  Maybe there was someone else still trapped in the car.
        He heard the old guy muttering, "Left it, heft it.  Go back now, get it now, and how."
        Baker crossed the road to have a look.  He stepped over a very large pothole, considered showing it to his wife, then decided not to.  
        Off the road, he didn't see any tire tracks, but he saw clearly the old man's footprints in the sand.  The footprints ran back from the road into the desert.  Thirty yards away, Baker saw the rim of an arroyo, a ravine cut into the landscape.  The footprints seemed to come from there.
        So he followed the footsteps back to the arroyo, stood at the edge, and looked down into it.  There was no car.  He saw nothing but a snake, slithering away from him among the rocks.  He shivered.
        Something white caught his eye, glinting in the sunlight a few feet down the slope.  Baker scrambled down for a better look.  It was a piece of white ceramic about an inch square.  It looked like an electrical insulator.  Baker picked it up, and was surprised to find it was cool to the touch.  Maybe it was one of those new materials that didn't absorb heat.
        Looking closely at the ceramic, he saw the letters ITC stamped on one edge.  And there was a kind of button, recessed in the side.  He wondered what would happen in he pushed the button.  Standing in the heat, with big boulders all around him, he pushed it.
        Nothing happened.
        He pushed it again.  Again nothing.
        Baker climbed out of the ravine and went back to the car.  The old guy was sleeping, snoring loudly.  Liz was looking at the maps.  "Nearest big town is Gallup."
        Baker started the engine.  "Gallup it it."

        Back on the main highway, they made better time, heading south to Gallup.  The old guy was still sleeping.  Liz looked and him and said, "Dan . . ."
        "What?"
        "You see his hands?"
        "What about them?"
        "The fingertips."
        Baker looked away from the road, glanced quickly into the back seat.  The old guy's fingertips were red to the second knuckle.  "So, he's sunburned."
        "Just on the tips?  Why not the whole hand?"
        Baker shrugged.
        "His fingers weren't like that before," she said.  "They weren't red when we picked him up."
        "Honey, you probably just didn't notice them."
        "I did notice, because he had a manicure.  And I thought it was interesting that some old guy in the desert would have a manicure.
        "Uh-huh."  Baker glanced at his watch.  He wondered how long they would have to stay at the hospital in Gallup.  Hours, probably.
        He sighed.
        The road continued straight ahead.

        

  

        

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First Chapter

They had arranged to have dinner in the old town square of Domme, a village on top of a cliff a few miles from their site. By nightfall, Chris, grumpy all day, had recovered from his bad mood and was looking forward to dinner. He wondered if Marek had heard from the Professor, and if not, what they were going to do about it. He had a sense of expectancy.

His good mood vanished when he arrived to find the stockbroker couples again, sitting at their table. Apparently they'd been invited for a second night. Chris was about to turn around and leave, but Kate got up and quickly put her arm around his waist, and steered him toward the table.

"I'd rather not," he said in a low voice. "I can't stand these people." But then she gave him a little hug, and eased him into a chair. He saw that the stockbrokers must be buying the wine tonight -- Château Lafite-Rothschild '95, easily two thousand francs a bottle.

And he thought, What the hell.

"Well, this is a charming town," one of the women was saying. "We went and saw the walls around the outside. They go on for quite a distance. High, too. And that very pretty gate coming into town, you know, with the two round towers on either side."

Kate nodded. "It's sort of ironic," she said, "that a lot of the villages that we find so charming now were actually the shopping malls of the fourteenth century."

"Shopping malls? How do you mean?" the woman asked.

At that moment, Marek's radio, clipped to his belt, crackled with static.

"André? Are you there?"

It was Elsie. She never came to dinner with the others, but worked late on her cataloging. Marek held up the radio. "Yes, Elsie."

"I just found something very weird, here."

"Yes…”

"Would you ask David to come over? I need his help testing. But I'm telling you guys -- if this is a joke, I don't appreciate it."

With a click, the radio went dead.

"Elsie?"

No answer.

Marek looked around the table. "Anybody play a joke on her?"

They all shook their heads no.

Chris Hughes said, "Maybe she's cracking up. It wouldn't surprise me, all those hours staring at parchment."

"I'll see what she wants," David Stern said, getting up from the table. He headed off into the darkness.

Chris thought of going with him, but Kate looked at him quickly, and gave him a smile. So he eased back in his seat and reached for his wine.



"You were saying -- these towns were like shopping malls?"

"A lot of them were, yes," Kate Erickson said. "These towns were speculative ventures to make money for land developers. Just like shopping malls today. And like malls, they were all built on a similar pattern."

She turned in her chair and pointed to the Domme town square behind them. "See the covered wooden market in the center of the town square? You'll find similar covered markets in lots of towns around here. It means the town is a bastide, a new, fortified village. Nearly a thousand bastide towns were built in France during the fourteenth century. Some of them were built to hold territory. But many of them were built simply to make money."

That got the attention of the stock pickers.

One of the men looked up sharply and said, "Wait a minute. How does building a village make anybody money?"

Kate smiled. "Fourteenth-century economics," she said. "It worked like this. Let's say you're a nobleman who owns a lot of land. Fourteenth-century France is mostly forest, which means that your land is mostly forest, inhabited by wolves. Maybe you have a few farmers here and there who pay you some measly rents. But that's no way to get rich. And because you're a nobleman, you're always desperately in need of money, to fight wars and to entertain in the lavish style that's expected of you.

"So what can you do to increase the income from your lands? You build a new town. You attract people to live in your new town by offering them special tax breaks, special liberties spelled out in the town charter. Basically, you free the townspeople from feudal obligations."

"Why do you give them these breaks?" one of the men said.

"Because pretty soon you'll have merchants and markets in the town, and the taxes and fees generate much more money for you. You charge for everything. For the use of the road to come to the town. For the right to enter the town walls. For the right to set up a stall in the market. For the cost of soldiers to keep order. For providing moneylenders to the market."

"Not bad," one of the men said.

"Not bad at all. And in addition, you take a percentage of everything that's sold in the market."

"Really? What percentage?"

"It depended on the place, and the particular merchandise. In general, one to five percent. So the market is really the reason for the town. You can see it clearly, in the way the town is laid out. Look at the church over there," she said, pointing off to the side. "In earlier centuries, the church was the center of the town. People went to Mass at least once a day. All life revolved around the church. But here in Domme, the church is off to one side. The market is now the center of town."

"So all the money comes from the market?"

"Not entirely, because the fortified town offers protection for the area, which means farmers will clear the nearby land and start new farms. So you increase your farming rents, as well. All in all, a new town was a reliable investment. Which is why so many of these towns were built."

"Is that the only reason the towns were built?"

"No, many were built for military considerations as -- "

Marek's radio crackled. It was Elsie again. "André?"

"Yes," Marek said.

"You better get over here right away. Because I don't know how to handle this."

"Why? What is it?"

"Just come. Now."



The generator chugged loudly, and the farmhouse seemed brilliantly lit in the dark field, under a sky of stars.

They all crowded into the farmhouse. Elsie was sitting at her desk in the center, staring at them. Her eyes seemed distant.

"Elsie?"

"It's impossible," she said.

"What's impossible? What happened here?"

Marek looked over at David Stern, but he was still working at some analysis in the corner of the room.

Elsie sighed. "I don't know, I don't know. . . ."

"Well," Marek said, "start at the beginning."

"Okay," she said. "The beginning." She stood up and crossed the room, where she pointed to a stack of parchments resting on a piece of plastic tarp on the floor. "This is the beginning. The document bundle I designated M-031, dug up from the monastery earlier today. David asked me to do it as soon as possible."

Nobody said anything. They just watched her.

"Okay," she said. "I've been going through the bundle. This is how I do it. I take about ten parchments at a time and bring them over here to my desk." She brought ten over. "Now, I sit down at the desk, and I go through them, one by one. Then, after I've summarized the contents of one sheet, and entered the summary into the computer, I take the sheet to be photographed, over here." She went to the next table, slipped a parchment under the camera.

Marek said, "We're familiar with -- "

"No, you're not," she said sharply. "You're not familiar at all." Elsie went back to her table, took the next parchment off the stack. "Okay. So I go through them one by one. This particular stack consists of all kinds of documents: bills, copies of letters, replies to orders from the bishop, records of crop yields, lists of monastery assets. All dating from about the year 1357."

She took the parchments from the stack, one after the other.

"And then" -- she removed the last one -- "I see this."

They stared.

Nobody said anything.

The parchment was identical in size to the others in the stack, but instead of dense writing in Latin or Old French, this one had only two words, scrawled in plain English:

HELP ME 4/7/1357

"In case you're wondering," she said, "that's the Professor's handwriting."



Excerpted from Timeline by Michael Crichton. Copyright 1999 by Michael Crichton. Excerpted by permission of Knopf, a division of Random House, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 8, 2000

    When It's Put Down, It's Best Left Down

    Crichton worked so hard on convincing us of the plausibility of the technical aspects, that he completed neglected character development. The characters rarely thought of felt anything and most of the plot was constructed through dialogue. It seemed that it was the script for a made-for-TV program. This book lacked engaging characters -- someone you could really care about and whether or not they made it back. By the end, who cared if any made it back. If I was advising anyone about this book, I would tell them to skim the first half and note down the characters -- then read the second half. Never did find out about Traub -- or was that in a part I skipped. It was very hard to make myself read the book for a bookclub meeting. I would put the book down and then forget all I had read when I resumed reading it. I was constantly going back to re-read parts to reacquaint myself with what was happening -- I really didn't care what was happening in the first part. I read the second half in a day -- but it wasn't worth the effort!

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 23, 2000

    Any Hollywood Hack Would Do Better....

    There is no way this book could have been published were it written by a mortal. It starts on page 166, with first 160 pages wasted. Timetravel-wise, it has more holes in it than a ton of Swiss cheese. The story is poor, so is the writing. Hope the movie will be better.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 3, 2014

    This was an amazing story, so much better than the movie that it

    This was an amazing story, so much better than the movie that it was ridiculous! If you have seen the movie you have got to read the book book, if you have not seen the movie, stop, don't  do it read the book instead you won't regret it I promise you!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 14, 2009

    I Also Recommend:

    Timeline

    This book makes my top 5. I am a very large fan of SciFi and this book was one of the best. Ever. When my English teacher recommended it, I thought it sounded very...weird. But the first page engulfed me and I read it in just 2 days (I was studying for midterms).<BR/>It saddens me greatly now that Michael Chichton died because I was looking forward to any and all of his novels of the future. I read Jarassic Park a while back, and I fell in love with his work.<BR/>I recommend this to anyone that loves suspensful science fiction.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 6, 2007

    Great work!!

    It usually takes me about a month to read an average book due to the nature of my work. TIMELINE only took me five days to do. A great story with lots of action and supense. Definately a must read!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 30, 2006

    Great plotline!

    the beginning of this story was very slow, but once you got past the first few chapters, this book is great. Although at times a bit confusing, if you have a creative imagination, this book is very entertaining!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2006

    amazing

    I am only 15 and I loved it! It was so interesting, and I really dont like science.. but i understood it all. He explained everything with great detail. I really couldn't put it down. The ending was perfect.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 10, 2005

    Crichton's Best

    Michael Crichton has certainly headed a step further than what he normally did in his earlier books. Rather than simultaneously introducing prehistoric species in the modern day, he transports modern day beings to medeieval times--something even more dangerous by logic. The fast paced action sequence of this novel is simply awesome and to be appreciated by all. For those who have no interest and think they'll have no interest in history--think again. Crichton's just redefined it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 1, 2004

    Firm Grip

    While reading this book I found it hard to put down, but at times necessary. This is how I guage my reading experiences. While 'Timeline' was a terriic read I wasn't lost in his 'world'. There tended to be some drawn out areas which in turn took me out of the reading mode. Today, being a 17 year old, it is hard to find the time to become entangled in a good book, but 'Timeline' did manage to keep me reading it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 19, 2004

    Back to the Future and Back Again

    Michael Chrichton's Timeline is your classic time travel story with lots of adventure and suspense. A group of researchers are excavating a historical site and their friend is sent back in time. As you could guess, when the group of people go to find their missing friend, they lose their ability to get back to reality and are forced to live out the world in Medieval France.This is a very good book that has many twists and turns following the people stuck back in time trying to survive.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 26, 2004

    Too Predictable

    I thought the book could have been much better. It was too easy to know what was going to happen next.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 13, 2004

    WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    This is a must to Read book!!!!!!!!! I had to read it for a book report at my school, i liked it so much i finnished it in a week!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 10, 2003

    One of the BEST

    I'm a big Michael Crichton fan, but this is by far one of his best books ever! Very chilling!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 26, 2003

    Addictive.... worse than crack

    Wow... I could not put this book down until it was finished. When I did finish it, I could not forget about what I have just read... wanting more. That is how you know you have just read a great story!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 16, 2001

    This book was great

    I thought the book was an exciting read. It had action and humor and I also thought the science part was interesting and I don't even like science. To me, it was a page turner. I recommend it!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 6, 2001

    The Best Book that I've Seen in A Long Time

    Timeline is one of those books that you tend to neglect life so that you can finish the book. There is an amazing way of the sense of urgancy that is put into the plot. I would definately recommend this book to anyone.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 15, 2001

    Speaking of Masterpieces....

    I LOVED THIS BOOK!! This was a fablous book blending ultra-modern technology with 14th century france. I was totally inspired by this book and now I'm in search of all books related to the Black Death and Castlegard! Just read it!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 10, 2001

    Michael Crichton Does It Again With Timeline!

    Timeline tells the tale of four archeologists/scientists that make a trip back in time to fourteenth century France. Michael Crichton does it again with this amazing novel that tests the reality of time travel. His incredible detail will have readers believing in a technology that is non-existent today. The four archeologist friends in Timeline go back in time to try to save their Professor who is stuck back in fourteenth century France. Their short stay in the medieval times proves to be quite adventurous, and Crichton loads the story with action packed adventure. I loved this book because it always had me turning pages, and I could never put it down! Crichton just does a magnificent job setting up the story describing a technology that is so far-fetched yet becomes so realistic and believable through his words. I truly felt like I was one of the archeologists in fourteenth century France when reading this book. Crichton is very accurate in his detail according to the time period the story takes place in. The suspense in the book is also wrenching. The story always seems to incorporate some kind of twist or turn when the action has subsided and the way the book comes to an end is wonderful. I thought Timeline was a very good piece of fiction and would recommend it to ANY science-fiction buff. If you love science-fiction, you have to love Michael Crichton. And if you loved Crichton's earlier works such as Jurassic Park and/or The Andromeda Strain, this book will have you on the edge of your seat for almost four hundred pages!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 25, 2001

    This book will stand the test of Time !

    Once again, Michael Chrition has written a superb book. If you like history combined with fiction as well as adventure, you will enjoy this book. Imagine being able to travel in time, back to 14th Century France, where its not a peaceful time, to bring back a fellow collegue, who may or may not be alive. The group chosen to go, overcomes many obstacles to complete their mission, including love, death, and choosing to stay behind. The ending is a big suprise, not to mention deserving!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 21, 2001

    Superb Book!!!

    I am a 16 year-old high school student that read this book four times! I cant get enough. The science involved in it is absolutly intreaging and the historical fact are amazing, and true! Definetly worth five stars!

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