Người đăng: Unknown on Chủ Nhật, 5 tháng 4, 2009



Number 500



Abbott and Costello Meet the Martians


I'm celebrating Pappy's #500 with an oddball comic to show you: Abbott and Costello #21, from 1953, published by St. John.

You won't find the familiar A & C vaudeville routine, "Who's On First" in here. What passes for jokes are puns. Lou gets all the laughs, too, as Bud plays straight man, just like he did in real life.

I would have posted this a long time ago but I can't find the issue of Comics Journal that featured Golden Age artist Lily Renée. There was a part in the article I remember that confirmed to me that she had drawn Abbott and Costello, but since I can't find that magazine in my collection* all I can do is say I think that Lily Renée was the artist on this strip. The layouts and the pretty girl look a lot like the work she did for Fiction House. If anyone can confirm this or has a different idea please let me know.

*I will eventually find this Comics Journal, but Pappy's Law states: "You will find the thing that proves your point long after your point is moot."
























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Người đăng: Unknown on Thứ Sáu, 3 tháng 4, 2009


Number 499


Apache


The one-shot comic, Apache, was originally published by Fiction House in 1951. I found it as an IW reprint in 1958. IW was Israel Waldman. Waldman bought the printing plates of defunct comics from the publishers, and reprinted them with new ads, put them in a bag, and sold them three for 25¢.

Of the two covers, I prefer John Severin's really strong graphic composition. The Fiction House cover is a mess, and might have led to it being the only issue.

Somebody at Grand Comics Database thinks this story is by Lucas Orton, because that's the name on the splash panel. I hate to disillusion, but this is a Jerry Iger comic book shop job, with what I see as the strong presence of Robert Hayward Webb, who probably did most of the pencilling. Fiction House used a bunch of pen-names on their comics, and you can't take any of the bylines literally.

"Geronimo Red Wolf Of The Badlands" is a good story, mixing in historic characters with fiction, and the Native Americans are the main characters. In too many old comics, novels, movies, etc., if you had a story about Indians it would be told from a white perspective. The most sympathetic character in the story is a Navajo, Lance. Finally, someone should have told the colorist that U.S. Cavalry uniforms weren't scarlet red. We fought a war 100 years earlier with guys in red.














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Review: Countdown: Arena trade paperback (DC Comics)

Người đăng: Unknown on Thứ Năm, 2 tháng 4, 2009

[Contains spoilers for Countdown: Arena]

Countdown: Arena is so gratuitous, so remarkably incorrect and out of bounds, that even though there's very little that's redeeming to this book, I find myself recommending it if only in admiration for how gleefully twisted and just plain wrong writer Keith Champagne and artist Scott McDaniel are in this book.

Make no mistake -- Countdown: Arena is a horror title. I know, I know, it's about a bevy of Multi-verse heroes fighting under Monarch's auspices, but mark my words, this is a horror title. Like the Saw movie series, Arena finds the heroes having to bump each other off one by one in increasingly bloody ways for a rapidly fading chance at survival. This is not a case of pitting your favorite action heroes against one another, as perhaps it should have been; this is nightmare where your action figures rip off one another's arms to survive.

Given this, however, I have to admire Champagne. He has Monarch slaughter the L.E.G.I.O.N. completely in the first couple pages, and follows it up with an alternate Nightshade murdering our own; that Nightshade subsequently gets her head ripped off. With seeming glee, Champagne "goes there"; Blue Beetle fans can watch as a swarm of insects consume Jaime Reyes alive, and then bloodily bore through the head of an animal Blue Beetle for seconds. Champagne stops at nothing, and though there's no real intrinsic value to the story in Arena, sometimes watching a writer's imagination zoom around no holds barred is value in and of itself.

Arena, one quickly learns, is not about the story. Champagne's portrayal of many of the characters is questionable; I'm not sure if we're meant to believe that our New Earth Nightshade and Blue Beetle die here, or whether no one took the time to consider where to place these analogues. Champagne has the Tangent Flash Lia take a surprising turn here, one that I tend to doubt another writer will pick up on. And I have to admit, while I liked Scott McDaniel's art when Karl Story inked it on Nightwing, I haven't been much of a fan since, and there's plenty of times in Arena where actions feel out of sequence and it's hard to tell who's hit who and with what appendage.

There's some surprise and a little story here, but mostly Arena is just about letting the carnage wash over you, akin to a bloody video game. In each issue, a couple characters fight; in each issue, the heroes threaten Monarch and then get rebuffed. Monarch claims at the beginning that he's closed every avenue of escape, and -- no surprise -- he's right. Heck, someone even made the questionable choice of putting an image of the winners of each of the Arena fights right. on the cover. of the book.

I recommend reading Countdown: Arena in one sitting. If you can, read it with your feet up and a cold drink in your hand. This book is not to be taken seriously; it defies, perhaps, all attempts to do so. It won't be the best comic book you ever read, but there's something to be found in the sheer ridiculousness of it.

[Contains full covers.]

We continue our reading of Countdown tie-ins, with some trepidation, with JLA: Salvation Run, coming up next.
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Người đăng: Unknown on Thứ Tư, 1 tháng 4, 2009


Number 498


The April Fools


To honor this day, April 1: Now this is a horror comic! In the space of six pages everyone in this story dies a horrible, gruesome death. It's also a cautionary tale. Never scoff at old legends so what happened to these fools won't happen to you.

From Terror Tales #7 (actually #1), March 1969.






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