This book is repetitive, repetitive, repetitive. The author does a good job describing the history of the ideas and giving snapshots of the most important physicists, but he repeats the ideas of quantum foundations over and over, much more than is necessary. The ending is also poor, where he tries and fails to draw a grand synthesis, especially including a nanny scolding regarding why aren't more physicists studying philosophy, rather than asking what value philosophy has at all.
I wish the author would have stuck to the title. While written ina relentlessly breezy style, it's great when she talks about archaeology, not so much when she talks about her husband, her son and several woke chapters about women and gays in archaeology. She's a person of science; why should she care if the discoverer of science is gay, straight, female, male, etc?
I'm also flabbergasted that a book devoted to the cutting edge of archaeology has almost no mention of Israel. She skips through it on her round the world tour, devoting many paragraphs to say, Afghanistan, but nothing about a place, like Egypt, where they have been digging for more than a century. And she calls wine that would have come from Israel or Judea in 1000 CE “Palestinian” wine. Palestine would not exist for more than a thousand years later.
Also, why does she use the outdated “AD” and “BC” instead of the modern scholarly “CE” and “BCE”? In any case, “AD” properly goes before a date, not after it.