Whee-doggies. We find here an Immortal who's every bit as handsome as Duncan MacLeod, has a fine accent to beguile our ears, and a sense of justice and honor equal to that of our very own ponytailed hero. All that plus a story of old vengeance and baseball justice. Immortal Carl Robinson has made it big in the baseball biz, but that's no protection against the law when he is challenged by another Immortal and is discovered by the body by interested spectators. Fate and circumstance have screwed Carl again, forcing him to go on the lam.
Unfortunately for Carl, there is this Immortal cop who specializes in serial murders and he takes an interest in the case. Even more unfortunately for Carl, this Immortal cop was the son-in-law of Carl's master back in slave days and he is of the opinion that Carl murdered some of his in-laws back then and is still carrying a grudge.
{We will just take a moment here in silent appreciation of that fine specimen who is Special Agent Matthew McCormick.}
Now is where things get a little confusing, but hang in there and all will be made plain.
Baseball trainer Trey Franks confesses to the murder of which Carl is being so righteously accused. AND THEY BELIEVE HIM AND LET CARL GO! Well, they don't really believe him, but they let Carl go anyways, and there is Trey in jail.
Duncan has to work out a truce between Carl and Agent McCormick, so poor Trey won't rot in jail forever. They set up a massacre in which the cops kill Carl who is once again the Primary Suspect. Carl revives from death and has a chat with Trey, now out of jail, to try and convince him that his life is worth something. Whattaguy.
Questions:
1. Those Immortals sure know how to carry a grudge, eh?
2. One begins to take the notion that the Seacouver Police Department is easily manipulated and couldn't investigate their way out of a paper bag in a rainstorm with a pair of scissors. Is this an unfair appraisal? They could have cleared up a whole backlog of decapitated body cases with Carl's demise, starting (at least) with Slan Quince and working through five seasons of Duncan MacLeod's handiwork. Do we suppose they took advantage of that opportunity?
3. If we were to follow Carl Robinson into the future, would we find that same cloud of bad luck raining eternally on his parade or could we somehow imagine that he would find peace and good fortune that lasted more than a couple of seasons of baseball?
4. As much as we admire Matthew McCormick's fine figure, form and face, we are less than taken with his willingness to prosecute a fellow Immortal using a mortal system of justice. Comment.
5. Much is made of Trey's willingness to accept his own nothingness in deference to Carl's somethingness. Realistic picture of a major league trainer? Or did we just need a sappy scapegoat to feel sorry for? Does it speak well for either Matthew or Carl that they accepted for even one instant the idea that Trey could take the rap for Carl's "crime"?