This picture is related somehow, isn’t it?
When Michael Crichton died last year, I wasn’t mature enough to avoid the obvious ER joke. But more importantly, he left behind a book about pirates that was discovered in his files by an assistant.
HarperCollins plans to back “Pirate Latitudes,” [‘Piratitudes’ would’ve been way better -Ed.]which is set in Jamaica in 1665, with a first printing of 1 million copies. Story revolves around plans by a notorious pirate named Hunter and the governor of Jamaica and to raid a Spanish galleon filled with treasure. […] the untitled book will be completed based on the writer’s notes. An author has not yet been hired to finish that work. [Variety]
Don’t judge me: I loved Crichton’s The Great Train Robbery, so a Crichton story about pirates actually sounds kind of awesome. *swallows excess saliva back down* Plus, there’s no way it could be worse than Pirates of the Caribbean 3. However, it’s not like the guy got hit by a truck one day, he was dying of cancer; if he’d wanted the book published it seems like he would’ve said something. Oh, Variety also adds that Crichton wrote the book “before his death.” That’s important to note. I always thought Hemingway jumped the shark right about the time he blew his brains out.