Showing posts with label pulp fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pulp fiction. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 6

The Legend of Tarzan (2016)

Directed by David Yates

As we were waiting for this movie to begin, I told a friend that, "I hope this is a good Tarzan movie. I've seen too many bad Tarzan movies...."

I’m a bit conflicted about this movie. Overall, I enjoyed it, and in certain respects it is the very best and most balanced portrayal of the dual character of John Clayton – the “Lord of the Jungle” raised from infancy by a tribe of mangani “great apes,” vs. the cultured, educated English Lord Greystoke in Parliament – that I think has ever been captured on screen, beyond even Greystoke from thirty-plus years ago. It wasn’t perfect, by any means – I don’t think the trope of him being able to virtually “talk” to just about any kind of jungle creature, including perfectly mimicking their various calls, has any basis in the original novels, and I found the melancholy character at the beginning of the movie, pretty much having turned his back entirely on his former life in the wild, alien to the character I remember. He also seemed at the same time less formidable than the demigodlike figure of the books – and comics – and able to survive punishment from full-grown bull “apes” that would surely have shattered bones and probably killed a man. In a way, it seemed more realistic – and yet more cartoonish at the same time. But on balance, Alexander Skarsgaard’s portrayal was perhaps the definitive Tarzan character. Jane, portrayed by Margot Robbie was a bit more problematic. Stunningly beautiful, yes, but feistier than she really should have been – would have been in the 19th century – when, yes, this was set, rather than properly in the early 20th century. But modern audiences are not going to accept the more passive female lead – “Like a damsel,” in her own words – that the original books made her, simply because it was a different time. On balance, again, I liked her portrayal within this movie.

Tuesday, February 17

The Scarlet Jaguar (An Original Pat Wildman Adventure, 2013)

By Win Scott Eckert (Kindle ebook ed. 2014)

I grabbed this book last year right after reading The Evil in Pemberley House [LINK], but only just, on a whim, set out to read it.  I don’t have a whole lot to say about it.  With the permission of the Philip Jose Farmer estate (who share the copyright), Eckert takes the baton to continue the adventures of “Doc Savage’s” daughter on her own in the 1970s.  He does so very ably, even more than the first volume managing to reproduce the feel of “Kenneth Robeson’s” (Lester Dent’s) 1930s pulp prose.  A continuing mystery, referred to but undeveloped in this novel, is what exactly became of the Man of Bronze and his wife themselves – doubtless being saved as a subplot running through future adventures. 

The plot is pretty standard Doc Savage fare – a deafening howl accompanies the transmutation of persons and objects into crimson glass which then shatters to pour forth scarlet smoke in the form of a yowling jaguar, striking first individuals to inspire terror which paves the way for an extortionate threat to the global economy.  Pat and a small (but obviously to grow) band of companions are drawn into the crisis, first through her new England-based Empire State Investigations and then on behalf of Her Majesty’s Secret Service.  I’ll say no more than that, other than that since this is part of the Wold Newton universe connections with the wider pulp, Victorian, and pop-culture world of literature abound – it’s well worth reading for yourself.  And I have quite a bit less hesitation in recommending this novel than its predecessor [q.v.] which bore much heavier the stamp of PJF with regard to sexual perversion, which is only really hinted at in these pages.  Personally, I’m thankful for that – it’s one reason I delayed so long in actually reading this novel.  I doubt I’ll let the next installment, whenever it appears, lie unread for so long.  All in all, this was a quick, light read, much like the 1930s pulps themselves.  And sometimes that’s just what the old boy needs.

Cheers!, and Thanks for reading!


Friday, September 26

The Evil in Pemberley House (An Original Pat Wildman Adventure, 2009/2014)

By Philip José Farmer and Win Scott Eckert

This is a book I knew going in I would have mixed feelings about coming out.  They are pretty much the same mixed feelings I have about Philip José Farmer as an author.  And this review is mostly going to be about that, as well as the larger context in which this novel resides.

On the one hand, Farmer is indisputably one of the grand masters of 20th-century science fiction, with a special place in my heart for his creation of the “Wold Newton Universe” in which this novel resides – the context I mentioned.  In case you don’t know, the Wold Newton Universe is a literary construct by Farmer which ties together most of the big names in literature, especially those in the genre of fantastic and heroic adventure fiction, via intricate webs of relationship that ultimately go back to a documented historical event, the fall of a meteor near the northern English village of Wold Newton in the 1790s [LINK] – according to Farmer, in close proximity to a number of members of the English upper class who happened to be riding by in a carriage at just that moment and who were affected by ionizing radiation from the meteor which caused a series of beneficial mutations among their descendants, literally creating an extended family of geniuses and supermen.  These include the “historical prototypes” of such literary characters as Sherlock Holmes, Tarzan, and Doc Savage – as well as Professor Moriarty and Captain Nemo (who may or may not be the same person) – and many, many more, both heroes and villains.  Farmer’s thesis first found expression, I believe, in two extended essays and genealogical charts appended to his faux biographies Tarzan Alive: A Definitive Biography of Lord Greystoke (1972) and Doc Savage:  His Apocalyptic Life (1973).  At least that’s where I first encountered it.  Those two essays are truly tours des forces of literary-historical synthetic rationalization and are well worth reading on their own.  Both have been reprinted in newly edited, by Win Scott Eckert, expanded editions within the past few years (2006 and 2013).  I devoured the paperback volume on Tarzan when I couldn’t have been more than ten or eleven (and for a brief time, bought the thesis – hook, line, and sinker!), and the Doc Savage book within just a few years afterward (age thirteen?), and would not hesitate to hand either of them over to any young reader interested in those specific characters and a fantastic introduction to a world of great literature and a lifetime of great reading.

Monday, February 24

Captain Midnight, Volume 1: On the Run (Dark Horse, 2014)

Collects story from Dark Horse's Free Comic Book Day 2013 offering and Captain Midnight #0 and 1-3 (2013)

I've been aware of the name “Captain Midnight” all my life. It confused me somewhat when I was a kid, but already familiar with the DC Comics Golden Age character “Doctor Midnite” from the annual Justice League/Justice Society cross-overs as well as reprints featuring the “Earth Two” heroes, that my father would occasionally make reference to “Captaaaaaiiiinnn Midniiiiiight!!!” All I knew then was that he was an old radio serial character from Daddy's youth, and until just the last few years that remained all I knew.

In my rediscovery and exploration of the wondrous world of pulps a few years ago, I found that many of those old closely-related radio serials are now available free on the Internet in various places, including iTunes. The Internet is a wonderful thing!! At the time, I was doing a lot of driving, and over the course of a few months I listened to a fair number of old shows, including Captain Midnight. I also came upon a copy of Moonstone's Captain Midnight Chronicles at a book store, a collection of modern prose short stories by various comic-book and neopulp authors, which I greatly enjoyed while observing that there are significant differences between the classic audio and modern prose stories – the latter are, I believe, more in line with Fawcett's Golden Age Captain Midnight comic-book adventures (of which I've only read a couple, although they are available for free from the Digital Comic Museum [link]); I presume the same to be true of this new series from Dark Horse Comics.

Tuesday, May 14

Armageddon – 2419 A.D. (1928) and The Airlords of Han (1929)

Oddly enough, this cover to Amazing Stories
for August 1928 depicts not “Buck Rogers” but
rather E. E. “Doc” Smith's 
The Skylark of Space.
By Philip Francis Nowlan (originally published in Amazing Stories, August 1928 and March 1929, reprinted many times since, usually together)

I was a huge fan of the “original” Buck Rogers as a child, my parents having given me a huge coffee-table sized collection of almost random comic strips, both dailies and Sundays, The Collected Works of Buck Rogers in the 25th Century (1969) 'round about 1970 or so. It was without a doubt the very first collected comic material that I ever owned. And I loved it, spent many glorious hours reading and rereading it, until the big, heavy door-stop of a book (which I still have) nearly fell to pieces. (The first few years of the dailies are available here.)

Sunday, March 24

The Basis for Dynamite's Masks – The Spider vs. the Empire State, Available as Inexpensive eBooks

Just a short plug to let interested parties know that the pulp basis for Dynamite's current Masks comic book miniseries, Norvell Page's wonderful 1938 trilogy of tales from The Spider magazine, collectively known variously as “The Black Police Trilogy” or The Spider vs. the Empire State, under which title they have been available for a couple of years now in a nice trade paperback edition from Age of Aces, containing a fine historical introduction by Thomas Krabacher (reviewed here, parts one, two, and three respectively), have recently been made available in inexpensive eBook formats by the wonderful folks at RadioArchives.

Part of an aggressive initiative by RadioArchives, mainly known for making available remastered, high-quality CD sets of classic radio shows of all genres, to expand their market into the realm of classic pulp literature, The Spider is just one of several series that are appearing in rapid succession as part of “Will Murray's Pulp Classics” eBook library – see here. All this in addition to marketing pulp reprints and replicas from a number of different publishers.

One great feature of the RA eBooks is that they include the entire contents of the original magazine, including the typical backup short-stories, columns, and letters pages. About the only thing they do not reproduce are the original interior line art illustrations. Well, or the advertisements.  But for one cheap price each (currently – but as long as I've known about them – slashed by a buck from $3.99 to $2.99 apiece), you buy the right to download the eBooks in multiple DRM-free formats, suitable for just about any eReader including Kindle and Nook as well as plain old pdf.

So if you want to read the original tale of the criminal “Justice Party's” fascist state in 1938 New York and the Spider's valiant war against it, for currently less than $10 in total, follow these links: Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.

Cheers!, and Thanks for reading.

Friday, January 18

Dynamite Comics – Feb 2013

Reviews, commentary, general reactions, and random notes on the Dynamite Entertainment comics that were released during December that I received near the beginning of January. Caution: Spoilers ahead! [Linkto previous month.]

Right into the comics....

Left to right, the Green Hornet,
the Black Bat, Kato, the Shadow,
the Green Lama, Miss Fury, Zorro,
and the Spider.
Masks #2 of 8

Well, I was worried that the change away from Alex Ross' painted art to Dennis Calero's more traditional art in this second, and I presume subsequent issues, would be quite jarring, but it's a decent transition, for the most part. I imagine it will be a bit more noticeable in the inevitable collected format. I'm not familiar enough with Calero to know if inking and coloring was adjusted here somewhat to make that transition smoother, but it works.

The story seemed a bit lighter this go'round. We have the introduction of male and female vigilantes MissFury and the Green Lama in the first couple of pages, then switch back to the main characters introduced last issue – the Shadow, the Green Hornet and Kato, and the Spider – retreating from an ineffective battle against the armored Black Police to Wentworth mansion. There they reveal their civilian identities to one another – all but the Shadow, who reveals only that, “I am the Shadow.” Heh. Meanwhile, Vega, the artist introduced last issue, ends up sent to the gallows – along with others – but escapes with the help of the District Attorney himself, Tony Quinn, who “didn't devote [his] life to the service of the law to see it perverted by thugs” but who ends up blinded in the process (the first step along the road toward his taking up the mantle of the Black Bat.) The main characters listen to the heavily propaganda-laden newscast and pontificate on the inevitable rise of new heroes to fight the ascent of evil. On the last page: Over a shot of Miss Fury and Green Lama – “We already have allies we don't even know, no doubt. Others who are fighting for what's right.” A glimpse of the Black Terror – “And there must be others in the shadows, waiting for their moment to strike a blow against injustice.” Vega and Quinn, the latter's eyes heavily bandaged: “And still others who will find a strength within them that they didn't even realize they possessed, and the courage to stand up. // I tell you, we might be the first, but we won't be the last.”

...Yeah. Not a whole lot really happened in this second issue of eight. We're a quarter of the way through the whole story and it's barely set up. It didn't even feel like a full twenty pages – it is, I counted, but it seemed really decompressed. Things are going to have to pick up.

I've really been looking forward to this series. Please don't disappoint!

We do get some nice rapport developing between the Shadow and Kato – but Kato's master the Green Hornet ends up coming off as a bit of a wimp here.


Friday, December 28

Richard Stark's Parker: The Hunter (2010)

Adapted and Illustrated by Darwyn Cooke

A high-stakes master thief is betrayed by an associate at the conclusion of the heist he has just led them in accomplishing. Left for dead, then captured and imprisoned, he returns years later to cut a swath of death and destruction in his single-minded quest for revenge – and his rightful cut of the score.

Art by Darwyn Cooke
If that sounds familiar, perhaps you've seen the 1999 Mel Gibson movie, Payback. Or perhaps the 1967 Lee Marvin cult classic, Point Blank. In neither of those adaptations of The Hunter, the 1962 novel that launched a 24-book series, nor any other of the several films that were licensed out of other books from that series, did the protagonist go under his rightful name, however. It's a testament to the quality of the early drafts of Darwyn Cooke's graphic novel version that Donald Westlake, the author behind the Richard Stark pseudonym, was so impressed that he allowed it to become the first version outside his own prose to retain the character's one-word name. Although Westlake died before he could see Cooke's finished product, I am certain that he would be just as pleased and have no second thoughts. (Apparently the author's estate is not so protective of the “Parker” name, however, as there is currently in the works a movie version of a later novel, Flashfire, to be released in 2013 simply as Parker, starring Jason Statham.)

Frank Miller, Sin City:
That Yellow Bastard
This graphic novel, published as a hardcover with the dimensions and feel not of a comic book but rather of a regular novel, is indeed good stuff. Cooke's spare, somewhat retro style, here accompanied by a minimum of a single color as greyish-blue highlights in a manner much like Frank Miller's Sin City or the wonderful renditions of Shawn Martinbrough (penciller) and Steve Mitchell (inker) in the early-2000's run of Greg Rucka's Batman feature in Detective Comics, is perfect in conveying both the stark brutality and the proper early-1960s setting of The Hunter. It's raw, both in terms of violence and sex. Parker is not a hero by any stretch of the imagination. But he is a compelling character who sweeps the reader along with him and whom you want to succeed, if only because his opponents are just as if not more reprehensible than is he. It's easy to see how appropriate is the inclusion of Parker in Wikipedia's list of Characters in pulp fiction.

Shawn Martinbrough,
Detective Comics #745
Since the appearance of this first volume, two more have appeared – The Outfit and The Score; according to Wikipedia (which lists The Hunter as having appeared in July 2009, but I'm going with the title page imprint of 2010), Cooke has one more graphic-novel adaptation of a Parker novel in the pipeline. I definitely will be reading them all. And that will still leave me about twenty prose novels to track down and enjoy, as I doubtless will.

Cheers!, and Thanks for reading!

Wednesday, December 26

Dynamite Comics – Jan 2013

Reviews, commentary, general reactions, and random notes on the Dynamite Entertainment comics that were released during November that I received near the beginning of December. Caution: Spoilers ahead!

Well, it looks like even though I'm dropping Dynamite's Shadow title per se, I'm still going to be reading about him from Dynamite, at least for a while. In addition to the first comic I'm reviewing below, this month's pre-order solicitations has the first of an eight-issue Shadow: Year One series written by Matt Wagner. I really liked Wagner's pulpish take on DC's original gas-masked Sandman in the 1990s series Sandman Mystery Theatre, and hope for good things here even if I don't particularly care for the more supernatural take on the Shadow that appears in Dynamite comics. I will be getting it.

Cover A by Alex Ross (25%)
Masks #1 of 8

It's 1938. The “Justice Party” has just effected its takeover of New York City but is proving to be basically a criminal enterprise under the guise of fascist totalitarianism that only masked vigilantes can possibly oppose....

Ad for Norvell Page, The Spider vs.
the Empire State
If that sounds familiar, check out my reviews of the 1938 trilogy of pulp tales that appear here, here, and here as republished a while back under the title, The Spider vs. the Empire State. I was a bit disappointed, given the relative fame (or infamy) those original Spider stories, sometimes called the “Black Police Trilogy,” enjoy among pulp fans as well as their recognized historical importance as a contemporary “pop culture” view of the threat posed by fascism, that none of the advertising material I ever saw leading up to the release of this first issue made note of that source for this story, but I was gratified at least to see within its pages a full-page ad for The Spider vs. the Empire State from Age of Aces Publishing. Of course, in the original, the Spider must contend alone (well, aided by his normal allies Kirkpatrick, Nita, Ram Singh, et al.!) against an allegorical Nazi juggernaut in New York state. Here we will be treated to a veritable “Justice League of Pulp Heroes” that includes the Shadow, the Green Hornet and Kato, and others who have yet to appear. If that weren't enough to have me practically salivating ever since the pre-order solicitations appeared several months back, then the fact that the Alex Ross was slated to do the interior art as well as the main cover (shown) had me from the word “go.” And we were promised a decent writer, Chris Roberson, who in the past couple of years managed to pick up the pieces left by J. M. Straczynski halfway through the year-long “Grounded” arc in Superman immediately pre-Flashpoint and bring that mess to a satisfying conclusion, and turn in a fairly good crossover between Star Trek and the Legion of Super-Heroes for IDW.

Wednesday, November 21

The Spider #6: The Citadel of Hell (March 1934)

Screen shot of the ePub format
viewed through iBooks
on an iPhone 4S
By Norvell Page writing as Grant Stockbridge. Originally published in The Spider Magazine, March 1934. Republished by RadioArchives (2012) in the ebook series, “Will Murray's Pulp Classics.”

As I've probably mentioned, I returned early last year (2011) after many years to a genre that I read fairly heavily in during my youth, which corresponded with the waning years of its earlier revival during the 1960s and 1970s, that of the 1930s and '40s pulp heroes. One series that I had only heard of, never read all those years ago, was The Spider: Master of Men! The current pulp heroes' revival is being greatly facilitated by the easy availability of ebook editions, some authorized, some unauthorized. Distinguishing between “authorized” and “unauthorized” can be rather dicey, I gather, because a great deal of pulp fiction has lapsed into the public domain. Such seems to be the case for the first five or so of this series, because I found them readily available in multiple locations around the Internet. I burned through them pretty quickly, pretty much in order – not that it matters that much for The Spider because there doesn't seem to be a whole lot of carry-through of plot elements. As far as I can tell, with only a few minor characters or story elements coming or going into the series as exceptions, an early Spider tale is much like a later one. So when I found the next readily available source for the series to be in the randomly published Pulp Doubles series from Girasol, I started picking those up and reading them in a rather haphazard fashion, and by no means continuously as I'd read the first through the fifth stories.

Then, earlier this year RadioArchives announced the appearance of its ebook editions, complete with series introductions by one of the pre-eminent historians of the pulp genre, Will Murray. I purchased and read a couple, but still at first they were in random sequence. And I have a fair amount of other things I'm also reading, as you know. At some point, however, RA went back to the beginning of the series and started publishing them in order, and filling in the gaps around the ones they'd already released. Finally, in late August or early September, I believe, they announced the “Total Pulp Experience” upgrade to their “Will Murray's Pulp Classics” line, whereby not just the lead novel from each magazine would be included, but also the short stories that usually appeared as back-of-the-book features, along with original editorials and letter columns. All that are missing are the ads and the original interior illustrations. And the process of getting the books onto an ereader device has been streamlined so they are direct downloads from the RA website rather than the previous, rather cumbersome, zip-files containing the ePub, Mobi, and PDF formats together. They are also available directly through the Kindle book store, the iBook store, and the Barnes & Noble book store, in their respective formats.

RadioArchives has been steadily churning “Will Murray's Pulp Classics” out for the past several months, so that at this point virtually all of the legendary Captain Future series by Edmund Hamilton are available, as well as the first couple dozen Operator #5 pulps, a smattering of offerings from other series, all in addition to a couple dozen Spider issues. This link [ here ] should take you to the current titles. All at a very affordable price – about $4 apiece – considering what you would pay for any of these original pulp magazines if you could even find them in readable condition – or the hard copy reprints or facsimiles that are still being published, which range from about $15 all the way up to $35 or $40 apiece. Those are also available through RA, by the way [ see here ]. But for my money, the ebooks are the way I'll be going in the future as I slowly work my way through these great old stories.

Which is a very long introduction to my review of RadioArchives' “Will Murray's Pulp Classics” ebook edition of The Spider Magazine for March 1934, containing the sixth recorded adventure of “The Master of Men” (I still don't know exactly where that subtitle comes from, but was on the covers from the beginning), entitled The Citadel of Hell, written by Norvell Page under the series' pen-name Grant Stockbridge, along with two short stories – “Killer's Knout” by Anson Hatch and “The Standing Corpse” by G. T. Fleming-Roberts. All things being equal, despite the relative lack of any sequential continuity to the series, I would rather read the stories in their original publication order, so the earliest in sequence that I had not read last year seemed like a good place to take the series back up again.

Each issue is fronted with an essay by Will Murray, “Meet the Spider!,” offering a brief introduction to the character, his place in the history of pulp heroes, and his significance in a wider context, including as part of Stan Lee's inspiration for the Amazing Spider-Man. This essay is a series introduction, not an issue introduction, being the same from issue to issue, but does make for a good entry for someone picking up any of the stories at random for their first exposure to the character.

The Spider in The Citadel of Hell, by “Grant Stockbridge”

Fire bombers target New York City's food supply, leading to famine and starvation. To what end beyond creating chaos and a monopoly that they control I'm not sure, but you don't necessarily read the adventures of the Spider for rational, well-thought-out villainous plans. You read them for the driving, outrageous, over-the-top narrative that renders such trivial details of little concern, only occurring to the reader afterward. It makes for a typically frenetic tale that is quite hard to put down, but even harder to abstract.

Here is a very poor attempt. The Food Destroyers' foul plot progresses far along as they proceed virtually unopposed when the Spider is wounded and almost killed in a confrontation with law enforcement, managing only with nail-biting difficulty to reach safe haven with his scientific guru Dr Brownlee where he spends weeks convalescing. That's something I've noticed in several of the stories I've read, that the narrative seems to encompass well more than the month that separated the publication of the pulp magazine issues. I suspect that if you built a comprehensive time line based on the internal evidence of the passage of time as given in the stories themselves you would end up with the Spider's career spanning quite a bit more than the ten or so years that the magazine was in publication, from 1933 to 1943. But thinking too hard about that is as unprofitable as considering how many scores, hundreds, or even thousands of New Yorkers met their dooms in typical issues, as well as the wholesale destruction of large parts of the city including well-known landmarks, that frequently occurred. In the end, all would apparently be well and – more importantly – reset to the status quo ante for the next adventure to wreak similar havoc.

In any case, Police Commissioner Stanley Kirkpatrick comes closer than ever, here just half a dozen episodes into the hundred-plus adventures, to proving that his good friend Richard Wentworth is indeed the Spider whom he is sworn to bring to justice. “Kirk” nevertheless (as always) recognizes the nobility and good that the outlaw accomplishes, and – not for the first nor the last time – essentially lets him go in the end. In this story, however, the Spider is hounded by a new (I believe) antagonist among New York's law enforcement officials, District Attorney Glastonbury, who keeps Dick's fiancée and accomplice Nita Van Sloan off-stage for most of this story, in jail and accused of being the Spider's henchwoman. There is more of a sense than I've ever gotten from earlier or later stories that Dick is a hunted fugitive, which culminates in a preliminary hearing where he outwits the DA and would seem to make a bitter enemy of him. Is Glastonbury a recurring character? – I don't remember him from earlier adventures, but it's been a year and a half or more since I read them, nor do I recall him from the scattering of later stories that I've read.

An unusual twist in the usually formulaic stories is that a girl who comes into and out of the narrative, who believes that the Spider murdered her boy friend at the beginning of the issue, does not as I expected eventually realize the hero's innocence, become his ally, and end up reunited with her miraculously still-living beau. No, the boy friend is well and truly dead, and she is herself ultimately killed in the final confrontation with the evil mastermind in the story's climax, which sees the girl and the mastermind – who really killed her lover, of course – plunging to their deaths together as a fiery comet from the dirigible mast of the Empire State Building. It's quite a memorable scene.

According to the short summary of the tale given at The Spider Returns website, one notable aspect of this story is that this is the first time that the Spider, a master of disguise among his many other talents, uses the identity of the old violinist Tito Caliepi to pass unrestricted here, there, and yonder while the Spider and his true identity of Dick Wentworth remain in hiding.

Killer's Knout” by Anson Hatch

Whether the protagonists of this and the other short story are one-time characters or part of back-up series of short stories that appeared in multiple issues, I don't know at this time. All I know is that they are all new to me. Frankly, there's not a whole lot to recommend – or distinguish – either story. They seem to be typical albeit very short examples of the same brand of bloody pulp heroic adventure as marked the magazine's lead feature.

Basically, in “Killer's Knout,” the hero, criminologist Oliver Hazard, and his police ally Inspector Brunt, have been working to thwart an evil figure known only as “Number One,” who has been mercilessly working his way through wholesale torture and bloodshed to control of the city. They are presented with a new clue – a ruined victim of Number One's torture who is delivered to Brunt, along with the message that Hazard and Brunt “shall be as he is.” When Brunt is shortly thereafter kidnapped, Hazard desperately searches for him, finding him just in time even as the police inspector is being hideously tortured – by a “friend” of Hazard's whom the criminologist had long suspected of being the true identity of “Number One.” Part of his reasoning demonstrates a virulent example of overt 1930s racism: “I suspect Number One [to be] of Asiatic origins for several reasons. His insatiable thirst for personal power, for one thing. And then, his methods of revenge are carried out with refinements of cruelty of which an Occidental would hardly dream.” The “friend” is indeed a mysterious “Mongoloid” Russian, Basil Marakoff – as Hazard proclaims, “There are other Oriental nations than the Chinese.” And the knout is a Russian implement of torture, a form of whip that could inflict a degree of flogging that could result in death, that Marakoff had been so brazen as to boast of to Hazard. Of course, Hazard manages to defeat Marakoff and save Brunt.

The Standing Corpse” by G. T. Fleming-Roberts

On the verge of committing suicide by casting himself from a bridge, newly flat broke millionnaire wastrel Nick Bower is interrupted in his intention when he finds a corpse standing against the railing – a corpse from which the brain has been removed. Through a series of circumstances thereafter, Bower ends up confronting and thwarting the Brain Thief – a stereotypical mad scientist who believes the murders he is perpetrating are for the greater good of mankind. He means to avert the human race going collectively insane by studying the brains of healthy people – that he must harvest for himself: “While other scientists seek to fathom the mystery of insanity by examining the brains of ordinary cadavers, they forget that men who insist on becoming cadavers are not men after which to pattern a race. Only by studying the brains of the normal people can we hope to breed a normal race! That is why I, the greatest brain specialist in the world, shall continue my 'mad scheme' of obtaining perfect specimens of the human brain!” You can't beat logic like that! In any case, Bower prevents him from continuing his "mad scheme," and one senses that in so doing the destitute millionaire finds the will to live despite the loss of his riches.

The Web – A Department”

The issue closed with what seems to have been a place-holder for a letter column, announcing that more and more letters are coming in praising the series and its hero, but even moreso seems to have had as its purpose flogging a new product being offered by Popular Publications, a SPIDER ring “of non-tarnishable white metal, with an inlaid spider of red enamel against a black enamel field,” purchase of which gains membership in the SPIDER LEAGUE FOR CRIME PREVENTION, an organization “devoted solely and exclusively to law-enforcement and the suppression of crime.” Available by returning the enrollment page printed in the original magazine along with a paltry 25 cents. Wow! I bet they cost more now! If you can find them!

Cheers! – and Thanks for reading!

Tuesday, October 9

Perry Rhodan #19, Mutants vs. Mutants (1972)

By Clark Darlton


When Supermen Clash

The Mutant Master Monterny has been defeated - for the time being.  But as long as he lives there is the potential for sudden danger.

If the New Power is to survive and Chaos is not to grip civilization instead, the secret center of the mad genius must be discovered and destroyed.  To this in Perry Rhodan's Mutant Corps accepts its greatest challenge and the Duel of the Mutants begins, a duel that introduces -

The beautiful telepath, Tatjana.  Involves Pucky the mischievous mouse-beaver.  And soars with the reader into space.

It all takes place in - MUTANTS VS. MUTANTS.


- from the back cover.

For my thoughts on the English paperback edition of this episode from the long-running German science fiction pulp magazine series, go here.

Cheers!

Friday, August 10

Perry Rhodan #18, Menace of the Mutant Master (1972)

By Kurt Mahr.

From the back cover:

“The Venus Adventure, fraught with prehistoric dangers on a Dawn World still trembling to the tread of the dinosaur – the Venus Adventure has been successfully concluded.

“Once again, on Terra, the Peacelord of the Universe can turn his attention to the problems of the New Power.

“But now, on Earth, a new crisis arises: from out of nowhere materializes an evil mastermind.

“Monterny!

“To Perry Rhodan as Moriarty to Sherlock Holmes, as Duquesne to Richard Seaton. A villainous figure, intent on undermining the progress of the New Power! A super-hypnotist who enslaves the minds and bodies of his own band of mutants and sets them against Perry and his futuremen in a war of wills that produces new thrills and chills for Rhodan and his readers in –

Menace of the Mutant Master.

For my comments and reactions to this book, and other features in this 1972 paperback version of a sci-fi pulp magazine, including an unauthorized presentation of the foreword by Ray Bradbury in toto, see here.

Friday, June 8

Dynamite Comics – July 2012

It occurs to me that since Dynamite does not date its publications like DC does (I was going to write “and Marvel,” but I'm frankly not so sure about that anymore, so seldom do I buy a Marvel comic), my blog header is a bit of a misnomer. Properly it should be “released in May 2012,” but since they come to me at the end of the month along with the DC comics dated July, I'm going with it.

This month has a bit of a mixed bag.

Lord of the Jungle #4
4: The Village of Torture” [ previous issue ]

Continuing with what looks to be a five-issue adaptation of Tarzan of the Apes, we open with a scene not in the novel. Lt. D'Arnot on the French cruiser Jeanne d'Arc find the hulk of the Arrow adrift, with its crew apparently reduced to cannibalism. At least that's how I took it. Either that or some bloodthirsty creature had its way with them. Nothing more is done with that – I don't think that when the French sailors reappear a few pages later, having found the Porters' party stranded, much more is said of the Arrow than that they found it and “it was not a happy sight.” I'll say. It's pretty grisly, with bodies in various states of decomposition and dismemberment, including one laid out across the mess-board with its guts hanging out. And a dinner knife sticking out of its knee. I swear one of the crewmen cowering in the background looks alive – hunched in crazed shock, but alive.

Anyway, soon thereafter D'Arnot and company find Esmeralda and the others. Esmeralda can communicate with them, being Haitian … she says. But she pauses as she says it, as if she was making that story up. Maybe she was, because I don't remember the book's character being anything but a black nanny stereotype, which this character is very definitely not. Meanwhile, Tarzan and Jane are having an idyllic time in a shelter he erected for her. He's acting goofy (“Oo. Oo,” he says as he holds fruits before his eyes like bug-eyes), but also communicating with her by writing in the dust of the ground, “I AM WHITE SKIN OF THE APES.” She perceives that he “think[s] the letters for 'White Skin' make the sounds for 'Tarzan' ….” Uh, Jane, didn't Esmeralda say as much last ish? – Why so surprised? She ends up proclaiming her love for him, I guess it's easy to do when the guy can't understand you. “I couldn't say this if you did.” She's torn between staying with him and returning to her father, whom she knows will be worried.

Headed into the jungle to find the missing girl and her companions who had previously set out to rescue her, D'Arnot and company find Cecil Clayton and Prof. Porter just in time for them all to be attacked by the man-apes from the first issue, who drag D'Arnot off as the others manage to fight their way back to the Clayton cabin where Tarzan has deposited Jane before heading off to investigate the gunfire. Here Cecil's jealous calumnies from the novel when he learns of Jane's time spent in the ape-man's company comes out as full-blown dickery. The issue ends with D'Arnot in the man-apes' village, being prepared as the main course.

Of course, the man-apes continue to be Nelson's way of being more politically correct and not portraying the black Africans as cannibalistic savages as they are in the original novel. While I don't think much changed in the way the story was told in this issue, I found myself enjoying it less than I did the previous issues. Not sure exactly why. It's still good enough. But there's no way it supplants the old 1970s DC adaptation by Joe Kubert as “my” comics version of the story.


Warlord of Mars: Dejah Thoris #12

The Boora witch in the Toonolian marshes has captured Dejah Thoris and wants her body for herself. She casts some spell that will bring that about gradually: “By day, my consciousness will reside within yours in secret. By night, I shall emerge. My thoughts will be your thoughts – my heart will be your heart. … After your body adjusts to my presence, I will live in you completely and you will live no more.” Of course, Dejah Thoris is acting pretty peculiarly even during the day by the time they return to Helium, their quest for minerals vital to the city-state being so wildly successful as to raise Kantos Kan's suspicions. By night? – first she almost succeeds in kidnapping a child but has to settle on its pet calot pup, which she boils up for supper. Then she attempts to seduce Kantos Kan in the palace swimming pool. Swimming pool? – on Barsoom? I guess Dejah Thoris learned to swim somewhere [see my comments to issue #6]. Kantos Kan exercises the better part of valor and cuts his swim short. Anyway, the witch gradually taking over Dejah Thoris is basically angling to take over Helium, and by the end of the issue is engaged in some hot and heavy “conspiring” with Sab Than. I think Dejah Thoris is going to regret her body's unwilling actions. “But I was under the mind-control of a witch!” – yeah, right, sure you were. Which, since I don't remember sorcery ever being a big part of ERB's novels at all, especially not the Mars novels – wonky science, yeah, but not sorcery – will probably be as unbelievable to the Barsoomians as it would to us. Oh, and I don't remember any creatures of Barsoom except the humanoid red, yellow, black, and white races ever being quadrupedal. The artist seems to have forgotten that and has four-legged lizards in the Toonolian marshes.


Dejah Thoris and the White Apes of Mars #2 of ??

Having just witnessed the massacre of their crew and warriors, Dejah Thoris leads her friends, the other ladies of Helium, and their lady servants, through the city, with the dread white apes hot on their tails. One by one, they fall. A couple sacrifice themselves for the princess, including her friend Brin at the very end, giving us more bloody death scenes. Until only Dejah Thoris herself is left, with the apes still in pursuit, and her knowing that the second ship carrying the Hatchlings, including young Carthoris, is getting ever nearer.

And that sums up this gruesome, bloody book. I'm not sure what the point of this series is. I don't care for the art, the story is worse. There's not even the intriguing question of the “Battle of the Face of Barsoom” referenced here. We are only left with the promise that whereas things got worse in this issue, as the end of issue #1 put it, next issue will be “Much worse!” Yay.

But it is a nice cover, even if it is sideways. It's by Brandon Peterson again – but it looks like Dejah Thoris found her navel – or at least has a pronounced dimple in her midriff.

MCR liked this a lot more than I did. To each his own. His Review: http://jcomreader.blogspot.com/2012/05/comic-review-dejah-thoris-white-apes-2.html

The Shadow #2
The Fire of Creation, Part Two” [ Previous issue ]

The Shadow and Margo Lane end up in a running fight with Nazis on the Pan Am China Clipper just short of their completing their long journey from the States to Hong Kong in search of some doohicky. The Nazis are working with the Japanese villain Taro Kondo who is seeking the same doohicky on behalf of his Emperor … and is an old enemy of the Shadow. He seems to know the Shadow's identity as Lamont Cranston/Kent Allard. And that's about the gist of it. The Nazis on the plane come to a bad end, of course, and Lamont and Margo arrive at their destination.


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Wednesday, May 9

Dynamite Comics - June 2012

Well, Dynamite keeps discovering ways to get more of my money … this month begins their treatment of The Shadow. Next month will bring their version of The Spider. I'm planning on trying out both of them – and based on this first issue of The Shadow, I plan on keeping this one at least. I'm not so sure about The Spider since it seems they are taking considerable liberty with that character, but we shall see.

The Shadow #1
The Fire of Creation, Part One”

In any case, I like what I see in this premier issue of The Shadow. It is (unlike The Spider, apparently), set in its proper world, that of the 1930s. It's graced with atmospheric art illustrating a compelling story that is somehow connected with wider world events than just contemporary New York, specifically the atrocities being perpetrated during that period by the Japanese in China. This issue is basically just set-up, introducing the situation and the characters, but it accomplishes that very well.

One thing I was curious about is already answered here – this version of the character seems, as far as I can tell, to be based more on the radio show version than the pulp magazine version. I can't say that I've read that many of my ever-growing collection of Shadow stories, but it is my understanding that the more notable supernatural aspects of the character were confined to the radio plays. The pulp character was a highly effected cloaked and vigilante lacking the radio version's abilities to “cloud men's minds” and read a person's fate, both of which are in evidence here. Even the Shadow's secret identity of Lamont Cranston (itself a ruse in the pulps) seems an otherworldly figure here, and we get hints of resulting trouble in the relationship between Cranston and Margo Lane. That latter character, as I understand it introduced into the radio show in the 1930s, did not appear in the pulps until relatively late, sometime in the 1940s. I have not listened to more than a handful of the radio shows, so don't know how many other pulp supporting characters might occasionally appear on the air, but I did recognize Moe Shrevnitz whom I only know from the print adventures.

In any case, whatever the pedigree of the elements that are put together to make this latest comics version of the character, I am pleased with the result. Maybe best of all, this title is authorized by Condé Nast, so we don't have some kind of legal challenge to look forward to as has resulted from Dynamite's publishing of its Lord of the Jungle and Warlord of Mars titles....


Lord of the Jungle #3
3: The Call of the Primitive” [ previous issue ]

This issue continues the adaptation of Tarzan of the Apes from the ape man saving Jane and Esmeralda from the panther to the aftermath of his saving Jane from the mad bull ape Turkoz. Is that climactic sequence the first time we get translated “ape-speak” in this title? It seems to me that previously its just been grunts and so forth – which we also get in this issue. For instance, on page 13 we witness Tarzan spying on Jane as she disrobes for bed – “Oo” indeed! The art in this title is generally good, although I find some of the characters drawn almost cartoonish (Professor Porter), while I frankly find Castro's Tarzan himself a bit too thuggish in his features, looking too much like Marvel's rendition of the character in the mid 1970s series when they picked up the licence from DC. I found John Buscema's Tarzan too much like his Conan.

One thing I kind of like in this adaptation is that Nelson takes a little space to expand on the characters. The standout beneficiary of this is Jane's African-American maid Esmeralda, who is portrayed as the smartest of the new stranded party. It is she who correctly perceives that Tarzan and “White Skin” are one and the same – that Tarzan taught himself to read and write English but does not know how it is pronounced. Therefore he can write the meaning of his name, “White Skin,” but pronounces it in the ape language as “Tarzan.” To which insight Jane is plainly dismissive. Similarly, Esmeralda recognizes the baby skeleton in the cabin as nonhuman – and is again dismissed. And see her expression moments before when she hears Professor Porter's comment about the two adult “specimens [being] of the higher, white race.” This is, of course, part of Nelson's effort to remove the racial overtones of ERB's original story as he discusses in the commentary on the first issue linked from my previous blog entry, but it works here except that Jane's reaction reflects very poorly on herself.

All in all, continuing to be a quite enjoyable treatment of an oft-told story. (Although isn't that a rather unfortunate placement of the “flap” of Tarzan's loincloth on the cover...?)


Warlord of Mars #17
Gods of Mars, Part 5! Helium Divided” [ previous issue ]

In this continuing adaptation of the second John Carter book, news that John Carter has returned from the Barsoomian “heaven” – which he boldly proclaims as “a land of false hope! A valley of torture and death” – splits Helium in a confrontation with Zat Arras, the Zodangan who has established himself as dictator in the absence of the Heliumite royal family. But news of Dejah Thoris' capture along with Thuvia by Black Pirates leads John Carter and his supporters to mount an invasion.

One thing more apparent here is a distinct coloring contrast between the white Earthman John Carter, his half-Barsoomian son Carthoris who has a pinkish hue, and the very rest of the cast, very red Barsoomians all – well, most, considering there are also green Tars Tarkas and black (really grey) Dator Xodar.
Speaking of Dator Xodar, we unfortunately get to revisit what I found to be the objectionable addition to the story from last issue as Sola relates meeting Thuvia and hearing “of her love for Jawn Kar-turr,” and the Black Pirate can be seen in the background whispering in the ear of Kantos Kan (who muffles a snicker, “Kk-kk!”)  No … just no. This is quite an annoying blemish on an otherwise fine rendition of ERB's world.

I'm not sure why, but this story has really felt rushed the past couple of issues. Next issue brings the conclusion. I wonder if Dynamite will continue directly into the third novel, which actually is named The Warlord of Mars?


Dejah Thoris and the White Apes of Mars #1 of ?

At some unspecified time between A Princess of Mars and The Gods of Mars, Dejah Thoris is teaching her son Carthoris history when he asks her about a legendary “Battle of the Face of Barsoom.” The lack of verifiable information despite a few surviving veterans who prove surprisingly reticent inspires her to organize a “field trip” for Carthoris and other “hatchlings” to conduct an archaeological study of the battlefield. She and other women plus male guards precede the main group to set up camp, but their airship breaks down and strands them in a deserted city infested with feared white apes – which proceed to slaughter the men while the women watch in horror from hiding. And, we're promised, “Next Issue: It Gets Worse.”

I'm not really sure what the point of this miniseries is, other than a money-grab. Were I not an inveterately compulsive completist, I think I would pass on it. The only thing mildly intriguing is the possibility, based on the name of that battle, that we might get to see the mysterious “Face” on Mars incorporated into these tales of Barsoom.

A couple of comments about the art. One very interesting feature of the great cover by Brandon Peterson*:

I don't got / No belly-button!” 

Makes sense, what with Barsoomians being oviparous. Of course, inside the issue navels still abound. The inside art is by Liu Antonio, who did much of A Princess of Mars in the early issues of the main Warlord title. I have to say, I'd forgotten how: a) hatchet-faced his Dejah Thoris is; b) how huge he draws her breasts; and c) that he “tips” them with the smallest “pasties” ever, so that it looks more like she has very small, golden nipples! Do I prefer other artists...? Guess.

Oh, and the double-page spread at the end of the issue, showing the slaughter of the guards, is almost comical in its gruesomeness.

Nevertheless, I'm in this for the long haul.  Yes, it's another way Dynamite gets more of my money ... superfluous miniseries of properties I love.


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*Who, incidentally, did this wonderful sketch of Supergirl for me at Dallas Comic-Con in August 2009: