The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

Well, this week saw the culmination of both Cherry’s and Mark’s (or Rusty’s) adventures, merged into a week-long epilog. For Cherry, she and Violet were able to launch their “Movies in the Park” night at the same time as Mark met up with Honest Ernest and his “brothers”, who also decided to attend. They immediately formed ranks and started the usual ritualistic chest thumping and evil-eye throwing, until Violet, in an unusual intervention, stopped the impending fight by coming up with a plan to hold a public electronics demolition event on her parking lot, what she referred to as a “Rage Lot” event. Mark seemed puzzled by the reference, but the fight was avoided. The movie played. Later that night on the way home, Bill Ellis called Mark about a crisis:  A movie director has gone missing, and he happens to be the director of the movie the citizens of Lost Forest just watched! Coincidence? And why should Mark be called about a “missing person”? We’ll have to await further events.

Interesting topic. Now the size of prehistoric lions (or any animals) cannot be established by cave wall paintings, which were not drawn “to scale” (panel 4). Perhaps Rivera only refers to the color of the prehistoric lion’s coat. Those cave paintings/drawings that Mark mentions exist only in Europe (not in North America), mostly in Spain and Southern France. The most famous “lion cave” is the Chauvet Cave in Southern France, discovered in 1994.

I was puzzled by the image of the zebra in panel 5, where Mark discusses the extinction of the “American” lion. It turns out that many fossils of prehistoric horses have been found in Idaho, and are commonly known as the Hagerman Horse, or the American Zebra. (FYI: I’m simply summarizing equus information from several scientific/nature websites.) This animal is known as Equus simplicidens, in the taxonomic genus Equus, which is the ancestor of modern horses, donkeys, and zebras.  Several sources claim it is more closely related to modern zebras, though there is no evidence of what their coats looked like. That is, there is no evidence for stripes. In any event, academic/scientific study and debate continues.

Hey! Down in front! Can we just get back to the movie?

Rage lot!? I don’t know that term and haven’t seen it around. So I looked about. There is an AI management tool known as ragebot, but I found nothing specifically for “rage lot.” Perhaps Rivera simply riffed on the pun of rage lot and rage bot.

In any event, this sounds like a silly idea. I read a WebMD article stating that “smash rooms” and “rage rooms” where people go to supposedly work off anger issues only affirm the anger problem, but do not provide alternative solutions or techniques. And people come back for more.

The silliness of Violet’s idea goes beyond a lack of therapeutic support. It could be dangerous, with broken parts flying every which way, to say nothing of possibly dangerous components and chemicals that could accidentally be exposed. Call me a fuddy-duddy, if you wish, but I’d keep the kids at home. Plus, I’d bet that recycling sites would not much care for taking items deliberately smashed.

Say, do you think those three guys are really biological brothers or just “brothers-in-arms”? That idea reminds me of the three brothers in Newhart: “Hi. I’m Larry. This is my brother, Daryl. This is my other brother, Daryl.” A much nicer bunch of guys.

Men with Attitudes. So what’s new?

One thing you might notice in Rivera’s Mark Trail is that virtually every male is either pissed off about something or auditioning for a Steven Segal movie. And that is not a compliment. An adventure strip usually has to have drama, intrigue, some danger, and a “save the world” for or from something. But there is little drama in constant fighting, Jason Bourne, notwithstanding.

What we have here is a version of a high school gang of bullies movie, where the hall monitor/teacher steps in to stop the fight that ensures the dramatic and humiliating beat down takes place in the Boy’s Room after school. Mark’s calm demeanor (excuse my sarcasm) on display here is the normal reaction Mark pulls out for just about any kind of situation, because that is what Rivera thinks Mark Trail is all about or thinks that’s all that the readers care about. Well, I care about flapjack dinners and talking snakes, too! And those intimate nature walks Cherry and Mark go on, where Rivera omits the best parts.

I noticed that Mark’s most recent official, paying job was the assignment in Utah, reporting on wild horses. I don’t know what Cherry earns from Violet, but if Mark and his family want to keep eating and paying the rent, shouldn’t he spend more time soliciting paying work? On the other hand, I do appreciate Rivera’s innovation to reveal some of Mark’s “downtime” activities, rather than simply continuing the old Mark Trail routine: “Go on assignment-return home for 3 days-get called to another assignment”, which was the prior modus operandi.

Ticket, please!

A corny horror B-movie sounds like a good choice for a movie night. Brava, Rivera! I guess Rivera wanted to avoid a direct link to the universally panned 1991 horror flick, “The Malibu Beach Vampires”, a movie that might have ended the night before the first reel ended.

As for this story, we appear to be at the start of the standard “Mark Trail Family Time”, that period in between adventures where we sometimes learn about the aftermath of the just-concluded story.

No doubt, it would likely violate the Comics Common Code of Consistency if Robbie changed his spots and became fast friends with Rusty. That would be as likely as Mark changing his shirt. Come to think of it, Rusty never changes his clothes, either. But Cherry does, a lot. What’s with that?

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

What exciting events occurred in Mark Trail’s world this past week? Let me look . . .uh, not much. The real action was the week before, when Cherry and Violet faced down a hungry bear rummaging through the new compost bins.

Rivera devoted this past week to closing out the e-waste story with Ranger Shaw and Mark cleaning up the debris in Lost Forest. In reality, the time was largely devoted to Ranger Shaw confessing to his own e-waste offense at this same illegal dump site! The ranger also complained he did not have the manpower to deal with the Grungey Boys, even though he knew of their actions for several weeks. Never mind that he had no problems calling in the local sheriff to haul them away only after Mark had corralled them. Finally, in Saturday’s strip Rusty came home with his A-grade paper on e-waste. Mark got assurances from Rusty that he hadn’t embarrassed Robbie in school. Rivera closed out this story with a pithy moral: “E-waste is not a game.” Get it? “Game”, as in Robbie’s buried game controllers. Yep, those controllers were the story hook that led us to think this adventure was going to be about Rusty and his Revenge Paper. But all that was buried by yet another Mark Trail Storyline Takeover. I wonder what would happen if he crossed strips and took over the current storyline in Mary Worth or Rex Morgan, MD?

This is, from what I can tell, a good summary of the Eastern Kingbird and its behavior. The orange (sometimes red) patch is normally hidden, only being exposed when it is in attack mode or when mating. But who knew Mark was a Shakespeare aficionado? Well, to keep the paraphrase closer to the original, perhaps Mark could have said “Uneven lies the head that wears an orange crown.”

Mark’s eyebrows keep growing and this story ends!

At least Rusty managed to squeak back in at the end of the story to remind us (and Mark) that this adventure was supposed to be his adventure, not Mark’s. Or was it? It sure would have been nice to have Rivera spend a bit more time on Rusty’s paper and presentation where he could have demonstrated some his research to enlighten us. After all, this comic strip is supposed to feature nature and our relationship with it, right? So, how do e-waste toxins affect the environment? No idea so far, but then, maybe Mark will take that over as well and tell us this Sunday.

We’ll give an “Attaboy!” trophy to Rusty, but Mark always gets top billing, and that means Rusty’s primary role is priming the pump for daddy Trail. Mark my words.

Art Dept. I dunno about that seated Mark reading the shrinking book in panel 1. He looks uncomfortable and oddly built, though maybe it’s just Mark’s expression that gets me. But compared to the past several days, today’s drawing presents a better sense of organization and craft.

It’s only Friday, but here is a highlights reel!

Here we go again, with Rivera padding out the week by reiterating the script from the previous days. Does she think this strip is only published once a week? Anyway, pity the poor schlepp, Ranger Shaw, an unqualified warden of the forest who can’t seem to find the wherewithal to call on his fellow rangers for assistance; who can’t find the ability to even call his district supervisor for help. No wonder he’s afraid his wife will leave him. No wonder his son is a jerk.

Like so many TV and movie writers, Rivera seems to make every other “good person” in the strip appear less than or not equal to Mark Trail. So, Diana Daggers was a formidable and deliberate badass when she originally appeared, when opposing Mark. But ever since she more or less came over to his side, she has been weak, ineffective, and mostly invisible.  Rex Scorpius, former stuntman and Internet animal tamer, is only good enough to drive a getaway car for Mark. Debait Team member Cliff certainly had little to do with actually helping Mark’s fishing retreat succeed. And now we have Ranger Shaw, who has been a weak character from Day One. In fact, even his face is weak; a flattened pancake of a face without depth.

Why do writers feel the need to make other people look dumber or weaker, just to prop up their Main Character? It’s such a simplistic and patronizing attitude. Rivera is not the first or only person to do this, of course; but it would be nice to see her break away from this cheap meme. For example, a really strong and smart Diana Daggers working alongside Mark and actually accomplishing things on her own or in tandem would make a great team and likely increase the popularity of this strip. In truth, we had some of that in the Zeeba Mussels story. Let’s have more!

Sad Ranger Shaw’s tearful confession continues…<sniff!>

So, this is not the first time that Mark reacts as if hearing something for the first time, when he already responded to it in a previous strip. In fact, from a normal reaction sequence, today’s panel 1 text would—should—precede yesterday’s panel 4. That is: First the reaction, then the moral teaching moment. But in the context of moving the story, it seems necessary to walk backwards a bit. I’m not so sure.

But speaking of sleeping on the couch, it’s clear that his conjugal issues go a lot deeper than Vampire Romance movies or what his mother-in-law thinks.

Finally, that “DVD” box in panel 3 suggests that either Ranger Shaw had to label it so he wouldn’t forget what he was abandoning in the woods or Jules Rivera thinks her readers are as clueless as Ranger Shaw and the Grungey Boys. Well, indeed! We certainly wouldn’t want to think that the box was just some random box of crap that happened to be in that clearing where Ranger Shaw is losing his mind. No siree Bob!

Bet you didn’t see this one coming!

This is wrong on so many levels. Dang, I think I’ve written that before. Is this Groundhog Day?

Ranger Shaw now confesses to being an unofficial Grungey Boy, dumping e-waste in Lost Forest as a way to work off his own aggressions!?! Talk about a compromised investigation, I’m hoping to learn whether Shaw resigns from the service or just turns himself in.

And Ranger Shaw has never heard of recycling or selling DVDs? Donating them to friends, people he doesn’t like, public libraries, nursing homes, or even state prisons? How did he ever become a Ranger? How would you get the idea that dumping DVDs in the forest is good? At the very least, you would dump them into the river, where they would be harder to spot!

It seems to me that Rivera continues to make every male figure in this strip a loser, an incompetent, a wack job, a vigilante, or a crook. To be fair, women do not always come off much better, though Cherry does provide a positive presence, maybe more than Mark does.

The entire Trailverse must be filled with disparaging examples of humanity, only some even pretending to be good. Of course, Mark makes the attempt. So I reckon it’s Mark And Cherry Against The World. That’s a bit long for a comic strip’s title.

Ranger Shaw delivers a backhanded compliment to Mark.

Today’s dialog presents some problems for the story and Shaw’s position. I’m certainly not an aficionado of park and forestry law enforcement, but the US Forestry Service does have their own law enforcement, both uniformed and ununiformed. Even the national park service has law enforcement. So, this presentation of Ranger Shaw as weak, insecure, and ineffective makes little sense. He could have called on fellow federal law enforcement officers or even the local law, as he plainly did in the July 6 strip when he took the three Grungey Boys to the local sheriff. But then, how would Mark get involved!? Ay, there lies the rub.

As far as story is concerned, I’m holding judgment a bit. Today’s strip does not appear to provide much relevance to the story’s development. Even if Ranger Shaw only just found out about the trash, so what? Will there be some kind of consequence for Ranger Shaw as a result of his inability to do the job for which he was hired? Again, so what?

Anyway, wasn’t this story supposed to be about Rusty and Robbie’s rivalry? Rusty is probably back at home, swearing up a storm about how Mark once again sidelined him out of another one of his own adventures.

Mark Trail cleans up Lost Forest!

Poor Rusty, having to see his father act like boys his own age. And it’s not the first time, of course. I fear what he may be like when he grows up. It’s common for boys growing up to oppose their fathers, so maybe Rusty would become a hedge fund manager or insurance salesman. Or he could become a full-time bounty hunter with a Reality TV show for publicity. “What’s that? It’s already been done, you say?” Okay, salesman it is.

I wonder if Jules Rivera has ever seen any of the old b&w episodes of “Sergeant Preston of the Yukon”, which always ended with a close-up of the good sergeant kneeling beside his lead sled dog, Yukon King, and stating something like “Well, King, looks like this case is closed.”

But is it? Today’s installment displays the usual characteristics for the end of one of Mark’s stories, and … wait a minute: This was supposed to be Rusty’s story! Will we go back to Rusty and his revenge science project or has Mark, once again, hijacked Rusty’s adventure for his own glory?

Anyway, a note to Rivera: I believe the convention is that the wink goes on the eye closest to the person (or dog) you are winking at. Otherwise, they might miss it.

Oh boy! A chance to ride in a Ranger’s car. Woo hoo!

Well, I haven’t received a Cease and Desist letter from Rivera’s syndicate (yet), so I reckon I’m safe to continue blogging. So, back to the story…

…and it’s from there we go to …just about anywhere else. Yuck! You know, those three dudes (panel 1) almost do match the classic 3 Stooges. And I’m sure glad that Rivera decided to label the bat that Ernest now wields with the word “Block” in panel 2, after apparently giving the sledge hammer back to Curly.

But wait! Shouldn’t the label on the bat be something like “HIT” or “BREAK BONE”? I believe that when a bat hits an arm, that sound is not “Block.” I just wonder how this incident will play out with Cherry and Violet, once they hear the news.

What I want to know is, where does Ranger Shaw take on the Grungey Boys as Rivera touted in panel 1? Was he disguised as Andy? Oh, Rivera might mean those guys at the top of the hill who just showed up in panel 3. Yeah, they were a big help. Maybe they’ll arrest Mark, too, for impersonating a warden.

A plea for reinvention

Hoo boy.  

I’ve read posts from Rivera that imply she doesn’t make a lot of money from this strip. Of course, the main way to earn more money is to increase readership by getting into more newspapers and generating additional financial streams. To do that, Mark Trail has to appeal to more readers. Rivera’s current strategy does not seem to be paying off. I’m going to suggest that Rivera change her approach in a few ways to give some respect back to Mark Trail and maybe put more bucks into her bank:

  1. Eliminate the continual self-mocking and corniness. A little goes a long way and their novelty wore off long ago.
  2. Put more effort into the drawing. That is, take it more seriously. Rivera’s earliest work was very good.
  3. Put more realistic drama and danger into the strip. Make the stories real adventures. If Rivera wants to employ a light touch here and there, that’s fine. It need not always be deadly serious. Borrow and adapt plots from good stories. It’s a common practice among writers.
  4. Mark does not need to return to his goody-two shoes persona. If Rivera wishes to continue his eco-vigilante profile, there needs to be some offsets, whether they be moral conflicts Mark has to work through or more legal consequences.  There have been a few such instances in the past, and I encourage her to make those consequences more consequential.

Rivera has made numerous improvements to the strip, and I have highlighted them many times. But they get pushed aside by the strip’s failings. With regard to the drawing, there is no reason to return to the old-school illustration style of Ed Dodd (as many Trailheads would like), nor mirror the kind of lifeless drawing seen in some contemporary soap opera strips. Rivera’s original drawing style (i.e. September 2020) had plenty of naturalism—even if it was stylized—and an appealing, contemporary edge to it.

Mark’s huffing and puffing fails to do the job.

I suppose that if I was taking this seriously, I’d chastise Mark for putting himself in this position through his bombastic and pointless machismo. I reckon he decided that trying to reason with these stooges was not worth it. Well, how did that strategy work out, Mark? And where the heck did Ranger Shaw run away to, anyway?

Let’s face it, Mark has no authority in Lost Forest to stop anything or anyone. Yet once again, Mark takes the law into his own hands. That is, Jules Rivera once again paints Mark as an impulsive eco-vigilante, more ready to duke it out than help educate and reform.

The least Mark can do is hand out copies of his Sunday nature talks before using his fists.

Art Dept. However, I am taking it seriously, up to a point. Looking more closely, it’s easy to see how the art has deteriorated just over the past several days. Panel 2 and Panel 3 are hard to view for any length of time. Mark’s face still looks like he’s recovering from the metaphorical drubbing I used to describe him yesterday. And panel 3 is just bad, the kind of scribbling that one would see in public school.

The question that keeps haunting me is whether Rivera is drawing like this deliberately to parody the strip. I forget which reader it was who commented on the pointless narration boxes Rivera likes to use (Mark? Downpuppy? Daniel?), but it’s hard to find a more pointless example; as pointless as that “GRIP!” sound effect. Let’s hope they beat the crap out of Trail. Maybe he will learn a lesson or two.

Mark puts a velvet glove over his iron hand. For now.

Scummy boys”? That’s telling them, Mark! Why bother with that superior brain Rivera gave you when you can hurl insults? And what happened to your concern about Rusty’s safety or the threats to your family? Oh yeah, the trees.

To be fair, Mark does soften his approach after panel 1. Here is where Mark could sympathize with their frustrations but emphasize the need to haul the objects away after smashing them. Will he do that or continue to pontificate, infuriating these dudes even more? Still, they are not poachers or arsonists, just frustrated, dumb schmucks. They need education, not vilification.

Time to set an example, Mark. And Rusty is watching you.

Art Dept. Rivera continues to rely on lazy graphics by pasting artifacts, will-nilly, across the ground without regard to perspective or terrain. The effect is more like an elementary school drawing. I generally like Mark’s depiction in panel 1. It’s a strong image due to its closeness and diagonal composition. However, there are problems with the head. Mainly, his face looks like it met Tyson Fury’s two fists of justice and didn’t go away happy.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

I had a clever metaphor to use in today’s review, but I seem to have misplaced it. If you find it, please let me know.

After being discovered by Honest Ernest at the site of the broken office equipment in Lost Forest, Rusty and Andy had to confront a trio of angry workers holding bats and a sledge hammer. He was rightfully scared. As the trio confessed, they were destroying office equipment in order to work off their anger over their bosses. But they didn’t want anybody to know who they were.

Honest Ernest, Connor (the camper), and an unnamed dude gave Rusty the willies. There was a lot of repetitious dialog throughout the week, as if each day was recreating the previous day’s scene. Honest Ernest ultimately threatened Rusty and his family if he snitched on them. But in true “action movie” fashion, Mark made a timely surprise appearance.

Seems Mark heard Ernest’s threat and countered with his own. Maybe he was channeling Rambo at this point. Lacking only Rambo’s twin machine guns, all Mark could hold against these guys was his “two fists o’ justice.” I commented yesterday about Rivera’s continued use of this phrase, more as parody than anything else. Anyway, can’t wait for Monday? Well, relax today with Sunday!

It is truly amazing how many people foolishly approach wild animals such as moose, bears, and bison for the sake of a photograph or just to pet them. Apparently, the Yellowstone herd are the only bison tracing a pure, direct ancestry back to their prehistoric ancestors. Oh, Rivera accidentally wrote “late 1900s” for the time of their near extinction. It was the late 1800s.

Dukes ex machina?

Of course, Cartoon Hero-Man shows up at the nick of time. At least, that’s how I think Rivera imagines this particular aspect of Mark Trail. Mark makes a melodramatic, tough-guy “Arnold” appearance, wearing the same hunting vest as Connor, both items left over from Mark’s misrun fishing survival school (“For Men Only”).

Pre-Rivera Mark Trail felt a moral obligation to duke it out now and then, but without announcing it to the victim, or bragging about it. Now, Mark (again) spouts this macho cliché that was already trite when only the strip’s critics were saying it. That is the point, I think. Rivera can only treat this as parody. In so doing, Rivera robs the story of virtually any actual suspense and drama. As most readers probably agree, she is not really interested in genuine drama, anyway. But maybe this is what passes for drama in an age of “reality” TV shows such as “Big Brother”, “Survivor”, and “Race to Survive.”

Art Dept. A visual aspect of Rivera minimizing (or avoiding) “drama” can be seen in panel3. Up to this point, the difference in height between Honest Ernest and Rusty has supported Ernest’s dominating personality. But in panel 3, Rusty is nearly at eye level with Ernest. If there was a time when the height difference could have been used to really amplify Ernest’s threat, this was it. One obvious compositional solution would have been to show Rusty’s head just poking up from the lower corner, looking up at Ernest, just as Ernest would then be looking down. Another solution could be to show Ernest in full-face, looking down at “us”, as if we were Rusty. A variation of that scenario would have Rusty’s back to us, standing in silhouette, facing a taller Honest Ernest (not in silhouette) looking down at Rusty as he makes his threat.

Did you miss the past few days? No you didn’t. Just read today’s strip!

Another day, another daily. Rivera continues to recycle the same story elements all week, as if one need only catch a single day to stay on top of the story. I suppose Rivera is stretching this out to accommodate her usual two-week Saturday switch-over.

But why not fill out the week with some variety? For example, the Grungey Boys could have asked Rusty if he’d like to take a swat at the fax. What kid can resist destroying things with a bat?

But then Rusty would become implicated in this illicit activity, making it very difficult for him to rat these guys out to Mark.  Ooh! I think that is the kind of blackmail that Honest Ernest could get behind. It’s both a kind of revenge on Mark and Cherry, as well as protection for his group.

Nyuk! Nyuk! Nyuk! Nyuk! Nyuk!

Well, this was worth sticking around for, right!?! I mean, so much progress was made in the story today that . . ., uh, I mean that it is possible to offer a post-structural analysis of an underlying, Marxist duality that leads us to surmise a progress of hierarchical society based on hexametric poetry and deterministic opposition to logic. Right!?!

Hmm, well, can we intellectually appreciate the triangular arrangement of figures in panel 1 reflecting a simple, if popular, compositional device in painting that goes back to at least 15th century Europe? Hey, some of you must have taken an art history course in the past.

Well, can we at least recognize the repetitions and overlaps in the strip over the past several days as echoes of the chant-like repetitions found in the music of Philip Glass?

Perhaps in the end, all I can really state is “Long Live the Three Stooges!

The Tuesday and Wednesday strips

(News Update: The NTSB just released a report on the cause of the East Palestine, Ohio toxic train crash that Jules Rivera fictionalized in one of her prior stories (“Something Fishy”) last year: https://abcnews.go.com/US/ntsb-reveals-cause-2023-toxic-train-crash-east/story?id=111398249)

But now, let’s catch up with Mark and Friends!

(Tuesday) Hmm, wouldn’t Honest Ernest refer to Rusty more naturally as “Cherry Trail’s kid”? Well, I reckon he’s just an old-school sexist. But speaking of old-school, I’ve made references to Harold Gray’s Little Orphan Annie in the past with regard to writing and to Gray’s inking to create atmosphere. Maybe Rivera noticed, as Andy has taken to imitating the bark of Annie’s dog, Sandy. Why? Maybe it’s because Mark Trail is a vintage, old-school strip and Rivera is riffing on that status.

(Wednesday) Honest Ernest seems to actually be “honest” about his group’s intentions and tells Rusty just what’s going on. Then he turns the tables on Rusty. Will Rusty also be as forthright in his response?

This is fine. Rivera returns Rusty’s story to the foreground in order to move it along. In spite of the appearance of these three dudes, there is nothing actually dangerous here, except as it seems in Rusty’s mind. So it is “age appropriate” in its content. The fact that the story has wandered a bit from Rusty’s original intention to seek revenge on Robbie is also a normal plot device. Stories often evolve from what they originally seem to be about. One problem here is that Mark’s own stories too often seem to have a similar level of danger and drama as Rusty’s. And we expect more.