A review by verkisto
Indiana Jones and the Dinosaur Eggs by Max McCoy

3.0

I keep labeling these books "fantasy", because they sure as heck aren't based in reality, but then the fantasy genre makes me think of dragons and unicorns (and, to be fair, unicorns HAVE featured in this series already). They're not urban fantasy, either, since they're globe-trotting adventures and not bound to one city or another. What would this genre be called, anyway? Fantasy-adventure? Adventure-fantasy? That brings to mind D&D novels.

Anyway.

These books have been entertaining (mostly; Martin Caidin's books were a bit of a chore), and McCoy does a good job of capturing the feel of an Indy adventure, but there were parts of the narrative that didn't make a lot of sense to me. At one point, one of the characters calls Indy "Marco Polo/Indiana Jones", and I couldn't figure out what that was supposed to mean. There wasn't any context in the surrounding paragraphs to explain it.

If there were one book I'd recommend to casual readers who want a fun Indy novel, this would be it. There are more ties to the movies in this book than I've seen in the preceding volumes.