Michael Crichton was a writer who knew how to write,
and what he chose to write seemingly meant something to him. His later novels tended to deal with science,
technology and ethics, and his early works—particularly the novels written “as
by”—dealt with both youth and culture in a strikingly simple and meaningful
manner. His 1968 novel A Case of Need written as by Jeffery
Hudson is not only the best of his early works, but it is also arguably his
best novel.
John Berry is a pathologist at a Boston hospital and
the novel opens with a heart surgeon ranting about losing a patient on the
table. Berry doesn’t pay much attention
because this is how the surgeon deals with the stress and anger of a lost
patient. The rant, like everything in
the novel, has the subtle feel of reality and prepares the scene for the main
crux of the novel: an abortion gone wrong.
A procedure that was illegal when the novel was published and no less
controversial than it is today.
Dr. Art Lee is an OBGYN and an abortionist. He is also one of John Berry’s best
friends. When a young woman dies in an
ER hemorrhaging from a botched abortion, Dr. Lee is the primary suspect. This sets the novel in motion—John Berry is
certain his friend didn’t perform the procedure and he wants to clear Dr. Lee’s
name, but his motives become less clear as the novel unravels.
A
Case of Need is a crossroads novel between Mr
Crichton’s early pulp adventure novels and his larger, more complex modern
novels. It is something like a DMZ
between the John Lange thrillers and The Andromeda Strain. It features many of the hallmarks of his
later works, particularly cultural and medical ethics, but it is wrapped in a
damn terrific mystery. It won an Edgar
in 1969 for best novel and it represents Crichton’s talent at its highest.
What truly separates A Case of Need from the herd is its setting, theme and
dialogue. The setting is the world of
medicine. It clearly focuses the
reader’s attention on not only what it is like, or was like, to be a work-a-day
physician, but it also thematically explores the ethical decisions that lurk in
the industry. It gives a murky
representation of abortion and its relation to both physicians who perform the
procedure and those who do not. And the dialogue is vintage Crichton; it moves
the story forward in quick and linear fashion.
There really isn’t anything about the novel that is
weak or underdeveloped. The prose is
strong and vivid—
“All
heart surgeons are bastards, and Conway is no exception. He came storming into
the path lab at 8:30 in the morning, still wearing his green surgical gown and
cap, and he was furious.”
The mystery is plotted perfectly and the suspense is
built as well as any novel I have read.
It begins with what appears to be a moment of subterfuge—the angry heart
surgeon—but ties the seemingly out-of-place opening scene perfectly into the
theme of the story; the imperfect surgeon struggling with his own limitations
and balancing the imperfections of society with the needs and demands of his
patients.
A Case of Need is a terrific novel that is as relevant and entertaining today as it was forty years ago. In a sense it is very much a novel of its time, but it also has a timeless quality in that the questions it never quite answers will continue to debated generations from now. And it very well may be the evidence we need to prove Michael Crichton was from another world. He really was that good, and this novel proves it.
A Case of Need is a terrific novel that is as relevant and entertaining today as it was forty years ago. In a sense it is very much a novel of its time, but it also has a timeless quality in that the questions it never quite answers will continue to debated generations from now. And it very well may be the evidence we need to prove Michael Crichton was from another world. He really was that good, and this novel proves it.
3 comments:
This is the first Crichton novel I read. In fact, I joined the Doubleday mystery book club to get it and whatever other freebies they threw in back in those days. I remember that I liked it a lot, but somehow (this is extremely rare) my copy of the book disappeared. I must have let someone borrow it, and it wasn't returned.
I loved the book clubs as a teenager. Browsing the catalogs selecting the four or five "free" books felt like Christmas. Then purchasing the two or three required titles was the equivalent of the credit card bill coming due in January.
Ben, I have not read this book though I have read others. Once I start reading his book, I cannot put it down easily. A very readable author.
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