You can’t fool me, that’s Miracleman in different clothes on that cover.

So I don’t know where to even begin with the work of Fletcher Hanks, Golden Age cartoonist. He was only active for a couple of years, from 1939 to 1941, and it would be easy to dismiss his oddball superhero comic book work as naïve art, as Hanks’ stories rarely seem more than unfettered id unleashed upon a page with no mollifying influence between thought and execution

But also keep in mind the superhero genre was still in its infancy, with Superman his own self first appearing in print in 1938. The language and tropes of the superhero comic had yet to establish themselves, leaving Hanks free to interpret the genre in his own unfettered way.

If you’re unfamiliar with the man’s work, a quick Googling will pull up plenty of examples, or you can see an overview of a Stardust story here. And trust me when I say, that’s not even one of the weirder Stardust stories.

A thought that just crossed my mind: Hanks’ comics are like, what if the Herbie the Fat Fury stories were serious? It almost feels that way.

At any rate, Hanks’ work started get a lot of attention a decade or two back, thanks to a couple of nice paperback collections from Fantagraphics. That certainly made new fans of the man’s work. And that brought us to a couple of years back, when a book of new stories about Hanks’ Stardust character showed up on a crowdfunding site. Lots of great creators were involved, lots of perks for the supporters, it all looked great.

Unfortunately, it was a large number of creators, which is, to use the old expression, like herding cats, so the book took a little longer than intended to produce and put out. But supporters were kept in the loop, and worries were kept to a minimum.

At last, this month, they started to ship, and I got mine:


Haven’t had much more than a brief flip-through of the volume, but it’s very nice looking, beautifully colored and printed, and featuring some real top flight talent.

Unfortunately there is a page of A.I. art in the book, apparently being used by the “artist” on purpose to make a point about something, but I’ll never read it and neither will you. Doing A.I. “comics” is an insult to other actually talented creators involved in this book and should never have been allowed.

The other little thing that bugged me about this had nothing really to do with the book itself, but rather how one of the funding campaign perks was handled.

This is what I ordered for the shop:


That would get me three copies of the hardcover, and as it says right there in black and white, “all copies signed by Mike Allred.” Great, all the books will be autographed, I’m getting everything at a reasonable price, should sell great at the shop.

As it turns out, the books weren’t signed, and I instead got these separate bookplates with Allred’s signature:


…which, you know, “signed bookplate” is fine, too, probably easier for the publisher to get those shipped from place to place instead of mailing hundreds of books to Allred, or flying Allred out to where the books are and have him sign them there. But “bookplate” is different from “book signed” and that distinction should have been made more clear.

On top of everything else, said bookplates are wider and a hair taller than the actual book, so if you’re gonna but them in there, you may have to trim them down. And they’re not self-adhesive so you’ll have to glue ’em down yourself.

Sigh. I did drop a line to the publisher suggesting that he be more careful about this sort of thing in the future. Or maybe it was just something that was out of his control…maybe he was just as surprised at the size of the signed bookplates but it was too late to do anything about it. Who knows.

To reiterate: the book itself, with that minor one page caveat, looks wonderful and I can’t wait to dig into it. The other issues may be a little disappointing, but the book itself is the important bit and that looks like they got it about 99% correct. Can’t wait to see who was able to lose their minds enough to match Fletcher Hanks’ illustrated insanity.

Leaving comments “on” may prove to be a mistake.

Without getting into the entire series of circumstances here (which you can read about in this article), the new fairly-well-anticipated ongoing Red Hood series that came out last Wednesday has already been canceled by DC Comics, who issued a statement regarding “standard of conduct” policies, credited the full cost of the comics back to retailers, and, I don’t know, probably salted the earth besides.

Anyway, I had a few copies still on the shelf come Thursday morning following the news of the series’ ending, for which I had a sudden influx of folks immediately interested in picking it up. Sometimes even multiple copies.

Now, when I posted about this on Bluesky, I had some folks asking maybe if they were being bought to be destroyed in protest of the comic’s writer, and no, I didn’t get that vibe from anyone. Most likely it’s either 1) curiosity about the comic itself, or (especially in the case of the multiple issue pick-ups) 2) immediate flipping on the eBays. Sure enough, we’ve got some wild prices on that #1 over there already, so “an ill wind…” and all that.

It’s a weird situation, brought about by the most unfortunate events. And just so we’re clear…no matter how abhorrent or even dangerous I found the man’s beliefs, shooting him was not the answer. If anything, regardless of the shooter’s reasons for doing so, it’s just made things more difficult in sociopolitical conditions that are already deeply damaged.

And frankly, given some of the man’s past statements, I can understand why the comic’s writer would be extremely unhappy with him. And that’s fine. You don’t have to like anyone. You don’t even have to mourn someone you didn’t like when they’re gone. But let’s draw the line at, like, shooting them. Maybe just yell at them instead.

Sigh. I said I wasn’t going to get into it, but it’s kind of hard not to. I didn’t even want to write about this for today’s post, but I felt like I just couldn’t ignore it. So there you go, a real world ugly political mess that’s pushed its way into comics. Not what anybody wanted.

And please, also, don’t forget the victims of the Evergreen High School shooting that happened the same day. Or the Historically Black Colleges that are under lockdown over what will hopefully be spurious bomb threats.

Just…be careful out there. And be good to each other.

Of course, that Green Lantern space story kinda didn’t end well.

[SPOILERS ahead]


Sophie Campbell’s Supergirl continues to be a delight, this time with guest-artists Rosi Kampe and Paulina Ganucheau, who do quite nicely) and turning over the issue to the various super-animals that have turned up so far in this title’s brief run thus far.

One particularly fun innovation to a Super-Pets story that I don’t think I’ve seen before is that Ms. Campbell has the animals unable to directly “speak” (or telepathically “think”) at each other, like you would see in the various Pre-Crisis stories. That leaves all the animals unsure of each other’s motives, which leads to some cute moments. Highly recommended, as per usual.


This issue goes hard, twisting some of the supporting characters from previous issues into forms more closely approaching those we are more familiar with from the regular DC Universe, in the worst way possible. Gruesome and brutal, but not in an off-putting way, which is the real trick. Scott Snyder and Nick Dragotta know how to keep you hooked and all you want to do is see how it plays out in the next issue. Probably one of the best examples of a serialized story in American comics keeping you invested from issue to issue.


Sometimes I just wish Green Lantern would be on Earth trying to figure out how to keep Goldface from robbing banks. I don’t mind the intra-Corps in-fighting/politics and the Huge Reality-Threatening Battles on occasion, but I’m remembering that bit of business in the ’80s where GL was forced to leave Earth and had to go fight space crime and how unusual that felt.

So what am I trying to say here. Maybe we can…scale things down a bit? The stakes are always enormously high, and it always comes down to armies of space cops shooting beams at whatever. Don’t get me wrong…I’ve been reading Green Lantern comics since about 1981, and I like the characters and the situations and I’m enjoying Sinestro as a “frenemy” type character. I just feel like we’re all just trying to do the “Sinestro Corps War” saga over and over again and could use a little more variety.

That said, the new issue of Green Lantern Corps announces the return of a particular Big Green Lantern Villain that’s an old favorite of mine, and oh Green Lantern, I can’t ever hate you.


The brain-switcheroo in Smallville and Fire and Ice’s sojourn in Hell all come to a swift end in this issue. It feels like it wraps up a little too quickly in this issue, in that I was thinking maybe there was going to be a 7th issue by the time I was 2/3rds of the way through this one. But all the problems are solved and everything’s wrapped up nicely and it’s a joy just to see Fire and Ice — Bea and Tora — just being friends, and that friendship is the real centerpiece of this comic. Well, that and the light goofiness of the Smallville supporting cast. Here’s hoping for a third mini-series.

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Wanted to note the passing of online pal Nick, the two of us having followed each other on various social media for some time. I mean, we weren’t close, dear pals, but we traveled in some of the same circles, shared some interests, had friendly interactions. Seemed like a good guy, and I’m sorry he passed so young. So long, Nick.

This week’s new issue of Krypto is good too.

Hi pals! I’ve been a tad out of sorts of late so the content-generating gears in my brain have been working slower than usual, for which I apologize. Proper content will resume shortly on this site, such as starting on answers to your questions and getting to the next entry in the Final ’90s Countdown.

In the meantime, why not hie yourself hither to the Longbox Heroes podcast run by close personal friends Todd and Joe, which while on the Patreon site, their main weekly comics podcast and their weekly After Dark show remain free. However, if you throw ’em a buck or five, you get all their bonus podcasts (sometimes right away, sometimes you have to wait a couple of weeks, depending on your subscription level).

Now, those bonus Patreon-only podcasts may be of interest to you, the Progressive Ruin Platinum Member Cardholder, in that I’m definitely involved in one, and may eventually be involved in the other. In the first case is their monthly “Previewing the Past” show, where they send 2 to 3 hours discussing the Diamond Previews released exactly 30 years ago this very evening WOOOoooOOOO spooky! And Todd and Joe were nice enough to invite me, or I shoved my way in, one of those two, and I’ve been supplying additional notes based on my own memories and experiences about some of the items in these old catalogs. Since, after all, I am quickly approaching my 37th anniversary in the business, so I sold all the stuff in those 30-year-old Previews!

I should emphasize I’m submitting written material for Joe and Todd to read, so you’re not going to hear my malodorous — er, mellifluous voice on the show. However, their other monthly Patreon podcast, “Comic Book Oddities,” is where the two lads discuss comic book movies of the past. The next episode’s movie is randomly picked at the end of each show, and somewhere in the mix is America’s greatest cinematic achievement, Frank Miller’s The Spirit. And Joe has said, on air, that should The Spirit ever turn up via random selection, they’ll find a way to have me actually on the episode. So, there you go, added incentive (or perhaps, decentive) to sign up.

And, um, okay, here’s some actual comic book stuff: I read this week’s forthcoming release of Marvel All-on-One #1:


…and it’s a hoot. All splash pages inside, as befitting a comic where the Thing just beats the stuffing out of folks. Don’t reveal the surprise ending to your friends!

Wonder how many shops put this Archie book on the all-ages rack?

[SPOILERS ahead]


It’s a real pleasure to read one of these oversized treasury comics where the artwork is drawn to take advantage of the larger dimensions of the pages. Plenty of full page illos and double-page spreads, and while this may annoy in your standard-sized monthly periodical comics, it feels like a special bonus to get such imagery in these books. Bruno Redondo (along with assists from various artists like Dan Jurgens and Brett Breeding) knocks it out of the park here, and the comic is never anything but delightful to look at.

Now, the story…it takes place slightly in the past, where Superman and Lois’s son Jon was still a boy, before getting aged up for reasons I’ll touch upon shortly. And because it’s the aforementioned Dan Jurgens is the writer, we get more Jurgens creations in addition to Jon popping up throughout the story, such as [reminder: SPOILERS] the Cyborg Superman and Maxima. (Well, okay, Jurgens didn’t create Maxima, but he sure used her a lot.)

As I was reading this, I was just slightly disappointed that these particular characters got dragged out from the last thirty years or so of Superman’s history. I’d hoped for something a little less deep-cut-ish and more accessible for new readers, rather than Jurgens doing a “My Greatest Superman Hits.” But, in fairness, it was either “yet another Superman Vs. Luthor” story versus something that showed off some variety in Superman’s rogues gallery, so ultimately, in retrospect, I suppose I don’t actually have a problem with this.

One this this story does do is establish the history of the current version of Superman, spending a few pages outlining the character’s Big Events (death by Doomsday, his marriage, etc.) and trying to get straight just what exactly is canon for this character, who had his from-scratch reboot in 1986 and has gone through some various revisions in the decades since.

(Also of note: it’s confirmed that Maxima was once a Justice League member, from way back in the pre-Zero Hour DC Universe.)

(Also of note: the “timeline,” as such, ends around the time Superman first encounters his father Jor-El, who survived Krypton’s destruction, but takes place before Jor-El takes Jon on his space trip, during which, due to time travel/dilation/timey-wimey stuff, he ages into his late teens. So Jurgens is really threading the needle here of when this story took place.)

After the story are some pages promoting the new Superman film, with nice big color photos of the cast. Overall, it’s a fun, attractive book…would’ve been okay with not seeing the Cyborg Superman yet again, but, eh, it’s fine. Hopefully this comic will sell well enough to encourge DC to publish more new treasury comics, instead of just reprinting the old ones.


Kevin Smith his own self writes this crossover between the world of Archie and the View Askewniverse, and while not wildly over-the-top funny, it’s certainly amusing enough and will inspire a few Sensible Chuckles.

A good chunk of the humor is in the contrast between the filthy language used by Smith’s characters versus the general innocence of the Archies, commented upon within the book itself:


And I’m not made of stone, seeing characters drawn in the Archie style, in a comic published by Archie Comics, use naughty words made me laugh a bit.

The plot itself works its way up from smaller character pieces and interactions into a giant climactic event at a concert, but I felt the smaller scale scenes worked better. There was just more focus in the earlier bits of the book, while things just got a little too chaotic at the end. Might have been the sort of scene that would work better cinematically but falls a little flat on the page. Not that it wasn’t amusing, it just didn’t entirely work for me.

But overall I enjoyed the comic, which reminded me a little of the Good Ol’ Days of the early Clerks comics from Oni Press. I wouldn’t mind seeing more of these, though I suspect we were lucky to just get the one.

Also, I liked the running gags referencing specific Archie comics titles. I knew that Pep wasn’t in there just by chance!

On a related note, I was listening to some old mix discs of mine (remember mix discs? ask your grandparents) and came across this one track, which is about the first 30 or 40 seconds of this very Not Safe for Work video. That still makes me laugh.

Yes, Scribbly’s hair was pretty much just like that.

So in the wake of the mid-1980s Crisis on Infinite Earths, the epic mini-series that changed the DC Universe permanently and forever, never to be altered again, the masterminds behind that series, Marv Wolfman and George Pérez, put out a two-part History of the DC Universe. The last two installments of the 12-issue Crisis were intended as an overview of the new, combined, parallel-Earthless DCU, but ended up as its own thing.

The premise of the series was that Harbinger, former associate to the Monitor in Crisis, is documenting the events of this new version of the DC Universe, presenting how everything now fits together when it had all been on multiple Earths before. It was text with beautiful illustrations by Pérez, and was out of date almost as soon as it was published, as DC began its multiple decades of trying to bend everything back into something resembling pre-Crisis shape. However, it still stands as a wonderfully drawn art showcase which still gets rereleased from time to time, including a new reissue of the Crisis on Infinite Earths Omnibus that includes History.

However, after nearly forty years, it’s been decided that it’s probably time to try again and see where the DC Universe stands. This is probably the right time for it, as we seem to have gotten away from DC’s near-yearly attempts at undoing Crisis from the last decade or so and the DCU has settled down into some relative stability.

And that new try? Behold, The History of the New DC Universe written by Mark Waid, issue #1 illustrated by Jerry Ordway and Todd Nauck, main wraparound cover here drawn by Chris Samnee:


I did love Samnee’s cover, and if I gave in to temptation, I would have kept one of every cover for myself. I did manage to restrict myself to just one cover, though, and it’s the wraparound group shot cover by Scott Koblish:


Here’s a detail I pulled off the back cover, specifically because this image includes Sheldon Mayer’s Scribbly:


There’s a specific reason why I like the Koblish covers specifically, in that it includes characters like some of those funny animal characters that don’t get mentions in the comic itself but have their existence acknowledged in this huge group shot. We also get characters that, In Real Life, first appeared during the Golden Age, but in the new DCU are presented as more contemporary characters, like the Marvel/Shazam! Family.

The actual content itself is split into two parts: the main “story,” as such, is Barry Allen, the Silver Age Flash, presenting a chronological step-by-step New History of the DC Universe, as it says on the tin, light on the text and transitions, almost by necessity, but heavy on the swell art:


Yes, I picked a Swamp Thing-related image as an example, You know whose blog you’re on.

Another nice touch is that Barry acknowledges at the very beginning the presence of “Crisis-level events” that have mucked about with continuity, which does have me curious as to how the series is going to handle things like Crisis on Infinite Earths, or Dark Crisis, or the various Metal series, or, God help us, Doomsday Clock.

Of course, it’s easy to draw comparisons between this series and the History of the Marvel Universe by Waid and Javier Rodriguez, released about six years ago. Similar in layout, with art heavy pages and small blocks of text in the front of the book, with pages of notes in the back (more on the notes section shortly), it differed in that it the Marvel history seemed to go out of its way to point out and correct continuity issues.

I imagine it’s at least in part because Marvel’s mostly avoided line-wide reboots or endless rejiggerings of its fictional world. But some characters, like the Punisher, had their origins in the Vietnam War, which is maybe a little too far back in real world history for the Punisher to still be an active and effective vigilante in stories set in modern times. As such, the fictional Siancong War was created to replace the Vietnam War, always some vague time in the recent-ish past, being pushed along forward in time much like the Marvel characters themselves, staying current in relation to the real world year.

If I recall correctly, characters like Reed Richards and Ben Grimm from the Fantastic Four, who originally had fought during World War II (and was still a thing, so to speak, as of 1981, kinda sorta), had their wartime experiences shifted to the Siancong War. But some WWII-era characters who had an “out,” like Captain America’s initial 20-years-long suspended animation being extended eventually to now, what, 60 or 70 years, are still WWII-bound. And there’s Namor, who’s long-lived, and there’s the Red Skull, whatever his deal was…all still connected to the 1940s.

It’s mentioned here only because New History of the DC Universe hasn’t yet dropped any huge change along those lines, at least that I’ve noticed. To be honest, I was expecting something drastic being done with the Justice Society of America, a World War II-era superteam, some of whom are still around and kickin’ today. I think the Golden Age Green Lantern is kept vital by his ring, and the Golden Age Flash is…his connection to the Speed Force, maybe? At any rate, they’re all literally 100 years old or more now, or thereabouts.

I think the solution provided, seemingly inspired by Last Days of the Justice Society by Roy and Dann Thomas and David Ross, that they were on an “interdimensional adventure” that extended their lives “by decades.” It’s sort of the DC version of Marvel’s “Captain America was frozen in ice for [x] years,” where they can just keep increasing that value of [x] as needed. Anyway, I think this preferable to changing the DC WWII superheroes to, like, some newer war or an invented war.

As I said, like the Marvel History, there are pages of extra notes in the back, titled “New History of the DC Universe Timeline, written by Dave Wielgosz, based on the research he and Waid underwent for this project.


In case you’re wondering, yes, Scribbly gets a mention in the Timeline.

Almost by necessity, the “comic book” section of the publication had to skip a lot of the finer details while hitting the big moments of the history. There’s really only so much space to work with, and while I’m sure everyone involved would have liked to spend page after page detailing the origins of every Golden Age character, but that just wasn’t going to happen. But here in the notes, or Timeline, section, you can get those details and even specific issue numbers. It’s a nice, informative supplement to the main thrust of the book.

New History of the DC Universe is a wonderful artistic showcase, supported by the very thorough informative writing and research by Waid and his team. Like I said above, I’m looking forward to seeing how the later more volatile eras get hammered into coherent shape.

Dickie’s got a gun.

So as a funnybook-readin’ adult, there are very few times where I’ve had a direct, visceral reaction to something in a comic book. Like, a literal shock to an event or, well, something else. I mean, I’ve enjoyed comics, I’ve been in suspense, I’ve found things funny, but rarely have I encountered a comic that really gave me a jolt.

One of them was Superman: American Alien, which, yeah, I know, that writer, that series, etc., but there’s a page-turn jumpscare where Clark is just sitting there calmly, and then on the next page there’s Batman just crashing violently through a window at him. Don’t know why that was so effective on me, but this generated actual frission.

Another was, in of all things, Doomsday Clock, where at the back of the book you will happen upon a reproduction of a photo that plays an important part in the story (and its presence actually fits thematically). Totally unexpected, totally surprised me.

The latest example is a brief bit from the beginning of this week’s Batman and Robin: Year One #8, in which Robin disarms a thug, grabs the gun, and immediately points it back at his opponent:


This struck me as…wildly wrong, an image that just gets hit with the “REJECT” stamp by my brain. Of course, moments later Batman slaps the weapon out of Robin’s hand and admonishes his sidekick about never using guns. But that panel was a real “oh shit” moment that I physically felt.

I tried to share this observation on the War Rocket Ajax Discord message board, and got a real sense that I was, like, the one person to feel that way. Of course, I don’t participate too much (mostly I’m on there to talk to the show hosts Chris ‘n’ Matt) and the whole ecosystem that’s built up feels like I’m reading someone else’s mail, despite the fact I’ve listened to every episode of that podcast. At any rate, I got no back-up on my particular feeling about this panel, but it’s not the first time I’ve died on a hill occupied by nobody else.

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So with the the news that Diamond is ending its print edition of the Previews catalog, let me send it off when one last End of Civilization entry:

p. 127-131: various Boom! Studios titles:


“Cover to be revealed” — by Penguin Random House, I presume!

Still on a break.

…Especially since I’m on a new medication that’s really throwing me for a loop. Still don’t know if the surgery is happening this week for sure or not, but supposedly my early Monday morning appointment will finally nail down what we’re doing. Probably shouldn’t use the word “nail” in association with eye surgery.

Anyway, you should pick up the new Supergirl #1, coming out this week, and if you haven’t got your copy yet, Blood and Thunder #1, the sci-fi action book from last week, is a good one to check out.

I hope everyone is doing okay out there, and with any luck I’ll be back to proper blogging here soon. Thanks for reading, pals.

Nostalgia is a hell of a drug.

SPOILERS for some new-this-week comics.


The mini continues to be a delight, with Al Ewing scripting it in a psuedo-1960s trying-too-hard-to-be-hip-and-with-it but in a knowing and funny way that is entertaining and not “cheugy,” to use a new slang term I just learned the other day. Steve Lieber’s art tells everything in a thankfully clear and concise manner, something that’s not easy with a book that’s throwing as much wackiness at you on every page.

One note: for someone who’s had his share of eyeball troubles over the last few years, there are repeated examples of eye injury to which I perhaps had a more visceral reaction than most. Not that the fella receiving said injuries didn’t have them coming, natch.

Another note: I knew this Metamorpho series was released in part as synergy with his appearance in the coming Superman movie. However, there is even more synergy than I expected with that film which pops up in this new issue. An unusual mix of characters, and a retconned origin, maybe, for our favorite Fab Freak? It’s a wild ride and well worth reading, with or without its need to cross-promote with a film.


Speaking of an unusual mix of characters, some folks just turn up out of nowhere in the back half of this new issue of Green Lantern, which piques my interest after a handful of perfectly competent but not necessarily outstanding issues. Which isn’t a ding, by the way…I read and enjoyed them just fine, each issue providing exactly One Standard Unit of Green Lantern Comics and that’s what I want when I pick up a Green Lantern comic.

The thing about the Green Lantern franchise is that it’s come a long way from “dude with a magical science ring that fights crime,” usually based on Earth but with the occasional special story in space, with maybe some other Green Lanterns showing up once in a while. Now it’s a premise that’s sort of…about itself, I suppose, stories about the Green Lantern organization and related Corps and dealing with the aftermath of previous internal Corps conflicts from issues, and series, past. Sometimes I just want our GL Hal Jordan beatin’ up the bad guys without having to worry about…the Sad Lantern or whatever’s going on in the book now.

Yes, I know, You Can’t Go Home Again, and my nostalgia for the Green Lantern I read in the early ’80s is coloring my opinion here. And in fairness, a lot of this new series is Hal-centric, and the new Green Lantern Corps title will hopefully pull away a lot of that other stuff and simplify this book.

This makes it sound like I don’t like the other GL stuff, with the entire army of Lanterns and all the space shenanigans and whatnot, but honestly, I do. But I don’t want that to be all GL is. It all gets to be a little navel-gazing-y and too much, sometimes.

Okay, back to what I was saying at the start. Green Lantern, Hal, is apparently going to Hell…I mean, like, literally, entering through a portal and everything. And with him is Zauriel, who is, as you recall, a straight-up angel from Heaven who was in the Justice League for a bit, because Grant Morrison. And also there is the Phantom Stranger, whom I don’t think Hal has met outside any Justice League appearances, I think. Wait, did the Stranger show up during any of those Hal-as-Spectre comics? Anyway, it was weird for these two to suddenly be there, but I’ve gone from “yeah, this comic’s okay” to “you now have my interest,” especially with the person Hal immediately runs into. I’m really anticipating a new issue of Green Lantern for the first time in a while.


The comic is full of edgy, and sometimes gross humor, and it’s trying really hard to be irreverent and in the style of the TV show. It only sort of half-succeeds, even with whatever nominal involvement James Gunn his own self has with this comic. It’s entertaining enough and has its moments, such as the dialogue exchange of “You killed him!”/”He started it!” which did get a good chuckle out of me. However, it suffers in comparison to the previous Peacemaker series scripted by Kyle Starks, if only because we all suffer in comparison to Kyle Starks, whose witty and quirky dialogue and unique ideas left huge shoes to fill.

All that said, I do like this new series, and it’s probably not fair to be all “but it’s not like what it was in the past!” which is also the problem I was having with Green Lantern above…and yet, with a slight shift in perspective, is a virtue for the Metamorpho comic. At least I’m not the World’s Biggest Peacemaker Fan, dating back from the Charlton Comics days, penning angry letters to DC every week to protest how they’ve made his favorite hero a complete goofball.

Boris and Mike.


Now, several times over the years I’ve held the original 80-page Boris Karloff Thriller #1 from 1962, and I don’t know why I never kept a copy for myself. Wotta cover that thing had.

This new reprint, on the shelves of your better stores or even mine this week is not a complete “facsimile edition” as is popular with all the kids these days. It’s a 36-page sampler of stories from the original two issue run of this title, cleanly printed on nice white paper. The stories are…well, typical of horror/mystery stories of the period, with nice art and not-too-scary plots. No credits for the stories, unfortunately…they weren’t in the original, but there was enough editorial space in this new reprint to have added them in. Art by Mike Sekowsky and George Evans in here!

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