You've probably heard the story: Pierre de Fermat, a
seventeenth-century mathematician, is reading a problem
in a centuries-old Greek textbook related to breaking
down a squared number into two squares (like 32
+ 42 = 52, or
122 + 52 = 132)
and in a sudden burst of inspiration scribbles a note in
Latin in the margin:
On the other hand, it is impossible to
separate a cube into two cubes, or a biquadrate into
two biquadrates, or generally any power except a
square into two powers with the same exponent. I have
discovered a truly marvelous proof of this, which,
however, the margin is not large enough to contain.
Don't you hate it when that happens?
This statement, which became known as "Fermat's
Last Theorem", was enough to send three centuries of
mathematicians into frenzies: Was Fermat's claim
provable? Or was it (like dozens of his other so-called
"theorems") just wild conjecture?
This little book (130 pages) takes us from Babylon to
Princeton University in an effort to convey to the
general public why Fermat's Last Theorem captured the
attention of so many learned minds over 300 years. To
some extent it fails in this mission; telling brief
stories of unknown geniuses who, over the years,
developed some niche of number theory that would later be
used to prove the theorem but telling these stories is a
brief, disconnected fashion that leaves the reader
wondering what happened to the rest of the story. Yet in
another respect it succeeds; showing how this
simply-stated theorem reaches back to the most
fundamental principles of mathematics (what you know as
the Pythagorean Theorem, best stated by the Scarecrow in
the Wizard of Oz, "The square of the hypotenuse of a
right triangle is equal to the sum of the squares of the
two sides," but known to the Babylonians and
Egyptians thousands of years before Pythagoras -- or the
Scarecrow) yet requires the application of the most
sophisticated fields of math to resolve.
The crowning moment
The most compelling portion of the book is the story
of the man who spent seven years in isolation building a
proof of the theorem, finally presenting it at a math
symposium, only to be shown to be incorrect; and who then
spent another year re-proving it using another technique.
While it's difficult to imagine a dramatic moment at a
convention of mathematicians (yawn), the story of Andrew
Wiles standing at the chalkboard over three hours
building his proof builds to just such a moment. After
leading the gathering crowd through hundreds of lines of
equations without announcing his final goal, he adds a
final line and announces, "And this proves Fermat's
Last Theorem. I think I'll stop here." Three hundred
years of futile attempts comes to an end at a remote math
conference in 1993.
I think you can read this book and skip the math --
there's not much of it -- and still get the picture. If
you're into the math you'll be disappointed with the lack
of detail, though I doubt many readers have the
sophistication to comprehend the proof in its entirety.
This book does a good job of breathing life into a
subject most consider to be quite dull. More
appropriately, it reveals the life in this
subject.