While it's certainly not the first book to mix art and science, or even religion and science, it's worth a read if for no other reason than to stimulate thought.
There was a time in our history when, I like to believe, it was okay to differ from the politically correct mainstream way, when reasoned debate wasn't socially outlawed, when one could think one's ideas aloud in public and expect, at least, to be enthusiastically rebutted, rejoindered, even rebuked--but it was always par for the course; it didn't normally descend immediately into puerile insults and hate-filled bumper stickers. In that sense, Mr. McConkie has written a book that might have better served a different world; an older one.
I'm not sure, in other words, if the intolerants of the present age will know what to do with it.
I gave it three stars because it was technically competent, whether or not I agreed with its conclusions and assumptions (I reserve 4- and 5- stars for books that either blow me away or that I expect will remain my perennial faves.) It's a quick read that should and probably will produce some conversations. I like that.
One thing that stood out as I read it is that both scripture and the evolutionary worldview of science have been presented as fact here, in tone and in voice. I think that will probably offend nonbelievers on the one hand, and believers on the other. Again, it's a book perhaps written for a less sensitive age of human history. What I find most interesting is that neither one of these--either the faith it takes to believe scripture, or the faith required to render evolution as fact--has ever been completely proven. One remains tenuously metaphysical (perhaps intentionally so), and the other remains hypothetical theory.
The tension between that reality and the tone of this book is in itself fascinating to me, and worthy of anthropological analysis in the scope of history.