For those of us who bask in the warming glow of pop artistry, there will always be a place in our hearts for Michael Crichton. Whether it’s genetically-engineered dinosaurs, alien epidemics, swarms of carnivorous nano-particles or global warming we’ve all come to know, if not appreciate, his unabashedly colloquial style of story-telling. So when we turn our lenses on his early forays into ‘the Industry’, Westworld becomes a particularly interesting element of his career, it being one of the six films (probably the best one I might add) he ever made.
