Horror of Mixed Torsos! / ZOMBIES

Người đăng: vanmai yeu em on Thứ Tư, 30 tháng 5, 2012

Today we have one of the most violent and awesomely repulsive pre-code tales ever, originally featured in the August 1953 issue of Dark Mysteries #13. I posted this many zombie moons ago here at THOIA, and now it can also be found in the new IDW / Yoe Books Chilling Archives of Horror Comics hardcover series collection ZOMBIES by Craig Yoe and Steve "Karswell" Banes-- in comic book shops today, and everywhere else in 2 weeks! Be sure to drop me a line and let us know if your local comic store is carrying the book, if they are not then tell them they should--- or else! We'd love to hear from you if you do buy it today... and a very sincere thanks to all the websites and blogs out there that helped promote it by spreading the word!




















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Number 1166: The All-American flying, two-fisted, butt-kicking girl

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Miss America was one of the patriotic heroines of World War II, created for Marvel Mystery Comics in 1943. You can read her history here. Otto Binder is credited for her creation, as he is for these two seven-page backup stories from Marvel Mystery Comics #52 and #56, both 1944. The Grand Comics Database credits Charles Nicholas with pencils and inks.

I like Miss America, and I like the earnest attempt to create a super character for girls. Miss America is slim and svelte, looks like a teenager, but looks can be deceiving. She can fly, put a grown man out with her fists, and give the heave-ho to enemies of Uncle Sam.

I found these stories online in about 2003, and saved them. They were only 500 pixels wide. I have enlarged them to 725 pixels. If you are the person who put these online originally I'd like to hear from you, give credit where it's due.















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Today is the release date for Zombies, yet another book in Craig Yoe's fantastic series of comic book reprints.


This time Craig has teamed up with one of the great bloggers, Steve "Karswell" Banes of The Horrors Of It All. I've followed Steve's blog since its inception, and his knowledge of horror comics of the 1950s is unparalleled. Craig was right to get Steve to help, because in my opinion there isn't anyone more qualified.

I haven't seen the book, and yet I'm recommending it. Readers who've read my past reviews of the series know how highly I prize these books from Yoe, not just for their contents, but for their permanence. When you buy a Yoe book you are buying a guarantee of a quality product, printing, paper, binding...there is no skimping, but the books are very affordable. You can't afford to miss them, that's for sure.

Go to Amazon.com or Yoe Books to order. If you're fortunate enough to have a great comic shop locally that carries these books, please support them.


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Number 1165: “Lend me your comb.”*

Người đăng: vanmai yeu em on Thứ Hai, 28 tháng 5, 2012


Edd Byrnes was the hip, cool, jive-talking Kookie, Efrem Zimbalist Jr. was Stu, Roger Smith was Jeff. Crazy, man..."you meet the highbrows and the hipsters, the gangsters and the phony tipsters..." During its first run on network television 77 Sunset Strip was on my must-watch list. Now, fifty years later I'm damned if I can remember anything about it but the theme song and the main characters.

Russ Manning did a fine job on this strip from the first Gold Key issue of 77 Sunset Strip, featuring two of those characters, Kookie and Stu, and a villain. The story involves a switched briefcase and some stolen plans (and how many times have you seen that one)? Despite the clichés, Manning does a lot with the atmosphere. Setting the story in the rain gives more visual interest to a fairly straightforward story. If all you've ever seen of Manning are his Tarzan, Brothers Of the Spear or Magnus, Robot Fighter adventures, he was right at home in a contemporary urban environment, also.

Russ Manning died at the young age of 52 in 1981.

From 77 Sunset Strip #1 (Gold Key, 1962):











 *This stupid song by Byrnes and Connie Stevens was everywhere. I'm putting it onto you, and you can have it running around in your head like it is mine.

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Captain Compass

Người đăng: vanmai yeu em on Chủ Nhật, 27 tháng 5, 2012

Captain Compass was one of many features that Detective Comics had over the years. He originally appeared in issues of Star Spangled Comics, starting in #83. He bumped Robotman from that book, and that feature moved over to Detective, starting with #138.

Mark Compass wasn't really a captain; rather he was a trouble-shooter/house detective, initially sailing on the SS Nautilus, and later roving on various vessels of the Penny Steamship Lines. He lasted in Star Spangled until the very last issue of that title, #130, after which the book was converted into Star Spangled War Stories.

With no place to call a home, Captain Compass was assigned to Detective Comics starting with #203, where, ironically enough, he once again bumped Robotman out of a slot, ending that long-running feature. Captain Compass was a decent detective, although like many in the comics he depended on eavesdropping:

And his fists:
Almost as much as his wits:
Captain Compass appeared in Detective until issue #225, when he was replaced by the debut of Martian Manhunter (he also missed #206, which had a Sierra Smith adventure instead). In his earlier adventures he sometimes flirted with a nurse he called Red, much to her displeasure:
Unfortunately, by the time the series moved over to Detective, Red had vanished. Captain Compass only made one more appearance after that; in an ensemble story in Detective #500 featuring many of the gumshoes who had appeared in the pages of Tec over the years.
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Number 1164: The phantastic Phantasmo

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 E. C. (for Elmer Cecil) Stoner was an African-American pioneer of the comic book field. Already an established artist when comic books began, he fit into the earliest comic books with his solid contributions, working his entire career in comics via various comic art shops.

The Ken Quattro blog, The Comics Detective, has an excellent article and biography of Stoner. You can read it here.

"Phantasmo" was a strip drawn by Stoner. Phantasmo, secret identity of Phil Anson, was trained by Tibetan monks (like several other super-characters of the era, keeping those monks busy). He could release his astral projection, making it extremely big (size varied between panels), and despite being transparent and a projection, it could also lift heavy objects like ocean liners and subway trains.

Large Feature Comic was an early Dell series, reprinting comic strip adventures of Dick Tracy, Popeye, among others, in black line. In #18, published in 1941, it reprinted several of the early Phantasmo strips, including the origin, from The Funnies. Dell never seemed really comfortable with super heroes, and while Phantasmo was around for a couple of years, it was dropped in favor of funny animals. Dell sold millions of comic books without using traditional superheroes.


I have some opinions of Stoner's art on Phantasmo. He used a heavy ink line, all the better for reproduction in those days of quick-and-dirty comic book printing. He drew well-composed, meticulously detailed panels. (There's a jarring sequence of two panels on the top of page 11, with skinny ink lines in panel one, and a misshapen, out-of-proportion head in panel two that I'm sure isn't by Stoner.) In many panels Phantasmo and his young friend, Whizzer McGee, have somewhat goofy smiles even in times of peril. Since I'm Pappy and my mind sometimes needs lifting out of the gutter, I can't help myself. I must mention the phallic look to the cover: the character's hands on the gun barrels, his smiling face as they are going off. I'm sure no one planned that...it's just my dirty mind conjuring up things that aren't there, surely. "Sometimes a gun barrel is just a gun barrel," to paraphrase Dr. Freud. Uh...yeah, sure, Sigmund.

















































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