Ken Gerhard's book is a collection of high strangeness accounts of world-wide encounters with, believe it or not, flying humanoids. It is a mind-boggling overview of this bizarre phenomenon and, as such, eerily eye-opening. The trouble is that the book is way too sketchy for its startling subject. And speaking of 'sketchy', time and again, Gerhard mentions several sketches made by eyewitnesses - yet hardly anywhere in the book are any of these sketches reproduced. The drawings that are included seem to be a variety of artists' amalgams of witness descriptions - yet it would have been much more preferable to have some of the actual sketches reproduced. The same is to be said for the Mexican UFH (Unidentified Flying Humanoid) mystery. This is a fairly recent phenomenon. Mention is made of several videos having been taken of these mysterious flying beings - yet the book reproduces not a single still from any of these films. Instead we have meaningless photos of a police witness behind the wheel of his patrol car and a spelunker in a cave wherein the UFHs may roost - a cave in which no evidence was found whatsoever. In the chapter of Mothman, mention is made of a photograph purportedly taken of the Mothman's face at a window - yet instead of that vital photo we are given instead a picture of the Ohio River at Point Pleasant. Certain large owls and cranes are mentioned as perhaps having been mistaken for Mothman and other flying humanoids, yet there are no pictures provided of these huge birds either. In short, the illustrations used in the book leave very much to be desired.
No index doesn't help, either. Nor do slight errors of fact that could easily have been corrected: for example, there is no ancient text entitled JASON AND THE ARGONAUTS as stated on page 208. The title of the main source for the Jason saga is ARGONAUTICA. And with regards to Mothman's monicker, as writ on page 105, to state that "the press eventually dubbed the monster Mothman (based on a character from the BATMAN television series), and a modern legend was born" is simply erroneous. The Batman character was actually named Killer Moth - and appeared in an episode that was never aired. Though errors such as these are seemingly harmless, the question arises that if verifiable facts can be misrepresented, what then of the recounting of the outlandish encounters at the heart of the book?
There is also a sense of haste and incompleteness through the text. In the chapter on Mothman, wherein Gerhard begins his own on-site investigation, we are given a novelistic description of the author's flight to Point Pleasant and a precise description of his anonymous passenger - "He was a pleasant-looking, sandy-blond-haired man in his late thirties dressed in casual business attire." But for what end? This man is never heard of again and has absolutely nothing of vital import to add to the story. So this descriptive is merely a waste of sentence space! Once landed, a page later, we are informed that our investigating author "decided to grab a burger at the local cafe, which was reminiscent of an authentic 1950s diner." Why is this irrelevant detail added, yet we learn next to naught about the WEIRD OR WHAT TV show segment that is being filmed in Point Pleasant and of which our investigator was a part - except that our author, darn it, didn't have the pleasure of meeting the show's host William Shatner: "Unfortunately, I learned that Shatner's scenes would be filmed in California, so I would not have the great honor of meeting him." That is interesting, but what of the actual TV segment? Another example of the book's lack of depth is to be found on page 148 - 149: "Wrapping up our investigation we made our last stop at the home of Santiago Yturria in order to view his extensive collection of video clips that purported to show the enigmatic flying humanoids of Mexico. Admittedly, I left Monterrey as befuddled as ever. The only conclusion I could reach was that a diverse collection of airborne weirdos were making their presence known throughout the expansive nation...and evidently they had been there for a very long time." That's an investigation??? That's a conclusion? "Airborne weirdos"? What about scientific analysis of the extensive collection of videos? What about at least throwing his readers a bone by-way of a frame grab? Instead, just below the lackluster conclusion as stated above we are offered a totally pointless picture of a man in a miner's hat squatting inside of a cave. We aren't even told who the man is! In the chapter entitled CONCLUSIONS it says - with regards to the possibility of people mistaking large birds for flying humanoids - that large birds do not come "anywhere close to being manlike in size." Really? The Sandhill crane can be four foot tall and can have a wingspan of seven feet. The Whooping Crane measures up to five feet tall with a seven-eight foot wingspan. The American White Pelican has a body length of up to 5 foot 8 inches with a wingspan of up to ten feet!So how can our author blanketly tell us that large birds do not come "anywhere close to being manlike in size"? Gerhard's final conclusion regarding the mystery is stated thusly: "I chose to view the flying humanoids as a manifestation of the negative energy that courses through everything, somehow channeled by us and then projected onto a screen that comprises the fabric of our reality." The thing is, though, why should hypothetical negative energy within us take the form of the startlingly wide variety of flying humanoids that have been reported and then be projected onto our screen-like reality? Gerhard's conclusion may sound deep, but it isn't. And that is the sad thing about the book. The subject is profoundly deep, but this book is... painfully shallow.