From time to time, even I forget how Mark Trail is capable of such great feats of environmental derring-do. "How could a mere man do these things?" we might ask. "This seems mighty unrealistic," we might protest. "Why is he constantly talking to himself?" we might query.
Fortunately, every once in a while Jack Elrod takes the time to remind readers that Mark is not just a crazy man who constantly recites wooden monologues. No, he is a man with a magic talking forehead. And suddenly the world of Lost Forest is illuminated, and we are no longer confused.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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