We are always drawn back to the sea that links us with our ancestors, across time and space. This is a magnificent book.
These new mental frontiers make for captivating reading, yet Kaku’s optimism and enthusiasm provides cover for what are mostly overhyped claims.
And in The Sixth Extinction, Elizabeth Kolbert, a staff writer for the New Yorker, offers well-composed snapshots of history, theory and observation that will fascinate, enlighten and appal many readers.
Pääbo passionately chronicles his personal story, from graduate school through the culmination of the Neanderthal project 30 years later, and the scientific implications of this exciting research.
Werth very aptly captured the drama of the pharmaceutical industry in which, although great profits are possible, great risks are also taken.
The scholarly presentation of textual material and lack of more personal details regarding her Australian rain forest venture will strike readers as overly fastidious and tiresome. Passionate and well-intended but not especially accessible.
Rich in poetry, charged with intensity, Consolations is magnificent, pretentious, thoroughly French, a hermit’s vodka-tossed paean to retreat and solitude.
Readable, practical, and original, this is likely to become the go-to book for understanding cat behavior.
That is what makes “The Sports Gene” such a worthy read: While the book’s purpose is to push back against the widespread denial that genes matter, Mr. Epstein avoids taking too strident a stance in the opposite direction.
The book’s folksy narrative adds brightness and humor to the story as Appelt explores the swamp’s rich history, varied denizens...while there’s little doubt who will emerge victorious, finding out how events unfurl is well worth the read.
Even if his predictions prove to be off, Rutherford delivers a timely and important dispatch from the field tilled by James Watson and Francis Crick...
A hopeful message that a sensible marriage of business and environmental interests is in the cards, which until now has mostly been trumped by shortsightedness.
“Beautiful Boy” was a page turner, a dark fable that spoke to worried parents everywhere. “Clean” is a reference work and a manifesto, an annotated map of the same frightening territory where dragons still lurk at the edges.
One wishes that the author's willingness to confront complexity and avoid simple answers had informed more of this disappointingly uneven book.
The characters of Evelyn Waugh are a lesson in the other end of anthropology. Here are the natives of a highly articulated culture that has no myths, only rituals.
Here, Brain on Fire has the potential to change untold lives. For that reason alone, it’s a much-needed achievement.
Kurzweil seems to have not read Deacon’s work (such as The Symbolic Species: The Co-evolution of Language and the Brain).
Klassen combines spare text and art to deliver no small measure of laughs in another darkly comic haberdashery whodunit.
Mr. Quammen is clearly obsessed, but his book might have been better if he had told more of the story through a smaller number of compelling scientist-characters.
The result is an unconvincing reprise of an obsolete worldview.