Like the electrical boy in "The X-Files" said: "Come on now, you're really starting to piss me off!" I had to read this to see if it was a sequel to the movie (in which case I'd have to be disgusted) or the book (in which case I'd feel there was some small triumph of the literary over the motion picture), but in a nicely done fashion, Crichton has managed to write The Lost World as a possible sequel for either. It has lots of dinosaurs and some eating of people and several cool dinosaur-related things, but, like Congo, it just... can't reach... the utility... belt! I think I saw a climax, but I wasn't sure and I had to look through again. Nope, still well-disguised. We certainly didn't need two new kids in here, one of which was -- surprise! -- a computer genius.