Tuesday, June 21, 2016

New Adventures of Superboy #11 (1980)


New Adventures of Superboy #11 (November, 1980)
"Superboy's Amazing New Power"
"When You Wish Upon a TV..."
Writers - Cary Bates & Bob Rozakis
Penciller - Kurt Schaffenberger
Inkers - Dave Hunt & Frank Chiaramonte
Colorist - Jerry Serpe
Letterers - Ben Oda & Milt Snapinn
Editor - Julius Schwartz

After discussing that first issue of (Superboy and the-less) Legion of Super-Heroes, I decided it would be fun to take a look at the other series that spun out of the split.  The New Adventures of Superboy features a young Clark Kent as he balances his entry into adolescence with his amazing super powers.  Now... if you were to ask me to descibe Superboy in one (hypenated) word, it would be "Kon-El".  I never really paid much mind to the stories of "Superman when he was a boy"... I just wrote them off as too silly, or too confusing when I try to reconcile them with my staunchly post-Crisis POV.

With all that said, I wanna take a look at a random issue from the volume... and try to do so with "new" eyes.  I snagged this one mostly due to its cover... specifically the bottom right corner of the cover.  Superbaby?  Really now... that's either going to be the best thing ever... or the worst.  Let's find out together, shall we?

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It's a beautiful Saturday morning in Smallville, and two of the towns most prominent citizens are enjoying it in very different ways.  Superboy decides to fly around the world "just for the fun of it", while Lex Luthor is busy puttering away in his recently rebuilt lab on a weapon designed to take down the boy of steel.


As Lex continues to work he frantically recounts how Superboy has affected his life... cost him his original lab as well as his hair.  All the while his magne-coil powered device is reaching critical mass... Luthor narrowly escapes his lab before it explodes!



In the distance, Superboy sees the resultant plume of electrified smoke from where Luthor's lab once was.  He heads over to check it out, and is able to contain it... but not before getting a decent-sized ZAP.  Not thinking too much of it, Superboy goes about his civilian business.  Luthor pulls himself out of a lead-lined bunker and is disappointed that Superboy got away with but a zap.  


A week goes by, and we pop in on Clark and Lana as they leave the soda shop.  Soon as they hit the sidewalk, a woman's purse gets pinched... I never realized Smallville had muggers!  Lana looks to Clark like "Are you gonna do anything about this?"... and ultimately gives chase herself!


Clark raises his hand as if to stop her... and finds that the mugger is almost magnetically drawn into his invulnerable appendage.  Police Chief Parker just happened to witness the entire event... and posits that Superboy must have been flying overhead, and used his super breath to knock the thief down and out.  If it's good enough for him... it's good enough for me!


Later, Clark in his Superboy togs heads over to the Smallville Carnival where he witnesses one of the rides going kaput.  It's a spinning jet car ride... and the cables have snapped!  Superboy uses his new bio-magnetic powers to safely halt the jets before they crash into the fairgrounds below.  The news of Superboy's new powers is out!


At the Kent home, Clark is demonstrating his new powers to his parents by serving breakfast... while sitting at the dining room table!  The Kents urge Clark to try and get to the bottom of these new powers... which takes him to the remains of the Luthor Lab.


Luckily for Superboy, he finds all the information he needs on some scattered sheets of paper at the lab ruins.  Lex himself is present as well... they share a contentious exchange, and after Superboy leaves, we get the impression that everything is (somehow) going according to plan for young Mr. Luthor.


That night, Superboy is studiously reading up on his new powers.  Ma pops her head in to check on him... and the towel she was holding gets yanked into Clark's room.  Suddenly, everything in the house appears to be getting magnetically drawn to Clark!


He bursts out the window before doing any real damage to his home or family... and as he flies over the farm several trees uproot and magnetically attach to him.  He flies overhead just as Lex Luthor is exiting a movie theater... or maybe he's just loitering... either way, he smiles knowing his "doom plan" is proceeding according to plan!


Superboy leaves Earth orbit, and begins attracting satellites.  In the distance, he spies a black hole... and decides that perhaps the only way he can shake this curse of a power.  Without much of a thought... he hops in!


Once inside the vortex, he realizes that he just may have played right into Lex's hands here... This whole thing is something of a Rube Goldberg plot, and the Boy of Steel fell for it hook, line, and sinker.


Superboy decides that if instead of fighting the pull of the black hole vortex he just goes along with it... he just might make it through.  As such, he goes limp... and wouldn't you know it... he makes it out okay! 


... and now... perhaps the main-event of the evening, The Misadventures of Superbaby...


It's a rainy day in Smallville, and Martha Kent plops her infant son in front of the television set to occupy him until their guests arrive.  On the TV is Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp.


Moments later, the first guests arrive.  It's baby-Lana Lang and her parents.  Lana is sent into the TV room, and her father claims to be bearing gifts... or at least he thought he was.  Ya see, he planned to give them a "magical" stone idol... but he forgot it.  Or did he?  After wishing he had remembered it... he reaches into the pocket where he would have put it... and finds it there!


A little later yet, the next guests arrive.  It's the Farmers... complete with their baby son, Willy.  He's crying a blue streak because it's raining outside and he can't go out and play.  In between tantrums... the little brat wishes the rain would stop, and even starts to sing.  Wouldn'tcha know it... the rain (rain) went away (but, curiously only in the back yard).


In the living room, the Kents are entertaining.  Martha laments that she hadn't prepared enough sandwiches... and (get this) wishes she had.  She opens the fridge only to find it full of (peanut butter and baloney) sandwiches!


A bit later, ingrate Mr. Lang leans back in his chair and wishes they were at the beach rather than be locked inside.  No sooner does he say this than the house is lifted off its foundation and flown to... a beach... in Kansas?  Nah... I mean, they must've been airborne for hours...


The adults all freak out, and begin blaming the magical idol for the events of the day.  They all line up and beg the statuette to return them to Smallville... but, it seems they left out the magic word.  Superbaby tells Pa that they need to wish if they want it to come true... and the elder Kent now knows something's up.


It turns out Superbaby was doing his own rendition of Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp on this day... and, while playing "genie" was behind all of the odd occurrences.  Instead of Jonathan telling his son to cut the crap and bring them home, he decides to indulge him one more time.


The inhabitants of the Kent house all gather around the "magical" idol like goofballs and wish to return to Smallville... and so, they return.


As a parting shot, Pa Kent accidentally-on-purpose knocks the magical idol off the end table... destroying it.


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What a fun silly issue!  Now, this would've been the kind of thing that would have me running for the (relative) safety of my X-Men issues as a kid... but, now... I really enjoyed it.  Perhaps I'm softening in my mid-thirties.  Superboy (much less SuperBABY) was something I'd shied away from in my youth... thinking it to be silly and inconsequential.  Hearing the John Byrne criticism of "Superboy stories" never really being in doubt really emboldened my stance as I entered adulthood.  I suppose I wrote them off for all the wrong reasons, as this was a joy to read!

Is it vital?  Nope.  Does it matter?  Nah.  Is this even in continuity anymore?  I haven't the foggiest idea... and it doesn't really matter, I guess.  All I know is that I had fun reading it... and fun writing about it.  I think sometimes I get caught up worrying about "what matters" in comics.  Continuity is my drug of choice, don't get me wrong... but, I think there's room for stories like this.

I often forget that there's a whole world of silly DC stories that happened before the Crisis on Infinite Earths... stories I really ought to start exposing myself to, because... I really feel as though I missed out!  It's fun to think there were still pseudo-Silver Age stories being told into the 1980's.  I think at the end of the day, Comics Oughta be Fun (now where have I heard that before?)... and this here is a fun comic!

Superboy was never my jam... but I can really see myself getting into it.  Heck, this may actually facilitate my getting into the Legion of Super-Heroes in a way.  I'm glad I read this, and look forward to checking out more.  Both stories were a blast!  Definitely recommended for an almost anachronistic good time!

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Monday, June 20, 2016

Lobo (vol.2) #1 (2014)


Lobo (vol.2) #1 (December, 2014)
"Targets"
Writer - Cullen Bunn
Penciller - Reilly Brown
Inker - Nelson DeCastro
Colorist - Pete Pantazis
Letterer - Travis Lanham
Assistant Editors - Anthony Marques & Jeremy Bent
Editor - Mike Cotton
Group Editor - Eddie Berganza
Cover Price: $2.99

One of the best parts... okay, the best part about this whole blogging endeavor, is the friendships I've made (it's one of my "Two F's" for doing this at all... friends and fun).  I never would have imagined, the first time I put digital ink to screen that I'd meet such nice folks.  People who I can see myself being friends with "in real life".  One such pal is Mike Carlyle from The Crapbox of Son of Cthulhu.  Not only does he run one of the most interesting and entertaining comics blogs around, he's one of the nicest fellas you'd ever wanna meet.  He's helped my fledgling site out tremendously, and introduced me to several new friends as well.



Well, about a week or so back I received a care package from the deepest, darkest recesses of the crapbox.  Among the bevy of issues was this copy of Lobo #1 (2014).  We're gonna take a look at some "true" 'box finds... directly from the real-deal-crapbox!  In addition to Lobo, there were a few more DC titles... one of which is going to have to wait until November... because... reason(s).

Before we pop into the synopsis... I really want to extend a sincere Thank You to Mike.  You've helped this humble blog out so much, and I wish there was a way I could return the favor.  Until then... I'm picking, digging, and arranging a "care package" myself that will be Crapbox-bound in due time!

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We open in the middle of a conversation with our titular hero... and the Main Man...'s head.  The more polished and slender Lobo implies that the other has been impersonating him.  After a few unsuccessful attempts at offing my Lobo, new-Lobo is finally successful.  He fries the poor head... and momentarily blacks out.  As he passes out, he mutters "Sorry.  Not..." and I swear, when I first read this I was hoping-against-hope that new-Lobo wouldn't have the catchphrase of "Sorry, Not Sorry"... because, that would be lame, and the worst.  Instead I convinced myself that he said "Sorry... NOT!" a la, Wayne's World... perhaps a commentary on old-Lobo's innate 90's-ness.


We shift to a flashback in which Lobo is finishing up a painting of a Czarnian Princess, who is acting as his model.  Passion gets the better of both of them, and they embrace.  Lobo turns his back for a moment... and when he looks back at his lady-love, she appears to be a bleeding zombified corpse.  Outside the window, the streets are flooded with similarly decomposed pedestrians.


Lobo awakens from his nightmare.  We learn that on a monthly basis he gets part of his brain stem cauterized in order to prevent ever entering into a REM state... yet, his Czarnian blood causes it to heal.  He is joined in his room by a crew of aliens of varying humanoid appearance.  He is given a contract for eight of the deadliest assassins in the universe... and the intel that these killers are all converging on the same world... Earth.


Lobo arrives on a barren desert on Earth, and hops into his (admittedly) pretty damn cool motorcycle.  This is one thing I'll give new-Lobo over the old... this cycle is pretty sweet!


We get a look at the desert base where one of the assassins is holed up.  Lobo cases the joint, and plans his approach.  We get a look at his... pretty bad-ass gear.  Okay, there's another point for new-Lobo... his weaponry is fairly awesome.


He starts his unsubtle infiltration by blowing away a crew of fools.  As he renders these geeks into bite-sized pieces, Lobo carries on an internal monologue wherein he reveals that his weapons were meant to be ceremonial, rather than utilitarian.  We also learn about his moral code when he is confronted by alien dogs.  Lobo will not kill dogs... he'll kill most anything else... but dogs are innocent and off-limits.


He enters the base, and confronts his contract.  They have a brief battle, resulting in Lobo chopping off one of the creeps four hands.  He demands to know who he's working for... to which he is pointed at a computer terminal that should have all the info.  Lobo decides that the fella's outlived his usefulness and decapitates him with the swiftness... it is here where he finally utters the words that brought forth cringiest cringe I've cringed in awhile... "Sorry.  Not Sorry."  Bleccchhhh


Lobo gets the info, finds that this guy wasn't an assassin at all... just a demolitions guy.  Now knowing who his true target is, Lobo burns down the compound and heads out on his bad-ass bike.


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Well... okay, how to begin?

This is Lobo for a new generation?  I kind of feel bad saying anything negative about it... I'm not even sure he's still in continuity in our new post-Rebirth landscape.  I remember the (relative) uproar when it was announced that this would be the real Lobo... and any version we'd met previously was an imposter.  I wasn't happy with the direction, though, I stayed far outside the newz sites comments sections... knowing that the arguments wouldn't have anything to do with character and story.

What I don't understand is why did we need a new "handsome" Lobo?  This whole story could have been told (minus the first few page "middle finger" to longtime readers) with the original-recipe Main Man!  You can give the old Lobo a sensitive side!  You can introduce an internal conflict to him!  Perhaps the most valid complaint we'd often hear about the old Lobo... was that he was a fairly shallow character.  That could have been rectified in this volume!

If DC was so high on this new character design... why not just make him a new character?  We haven't had one of those in... jeez, when did Harley Quinn first show up?  This was an opportunity to create something completely new... and it feels like it was squandered on getting a few hot minutes of internet controversy by flipping off the longtime reader base.  That's probably my main problem with the entire thing... this character appears to me (and I concede that I may just be projecting) as an antagonistic thumbing of the nose toward the folks who have supported this industry (and DC Comics) for decades... and I feel ridiculous saying so.  Because, I mean... is Lobo really the hill any of us want to die on???

With all this said... how was the story?  Not bad.  If I can separate my initial reservations... this is a perfectly serviceable story.  I enjoyed the inner conflict Lobo had during his assault... and appreciated that he had a code.  We get the feeling that he may be a tortured assassin, perhaps in the vain of Crying Freeman.  That's an interesting approach, and one I would have dug a ton more had they given it to the original-recipe Lobo... but, that's neither here nor there.  The art and coloring were also fantastic.  I loved the... er, highlights (?) on Lobo's face.

The character design?  I actually quite like it.  Not for Lobo, mind you... but it's a striking and dynamic design, that I cannot deny.  There's a certain DeviantArt-ness about it... but, I still dig it.  As mentioned above, I really like his gear.  The cycle looks awesome, and I really dig his weapons.  Broken record time... if he was a NEW character (or perhaps Lobo's other-brother Lobo), this could have been a lot more fun.  This book could have been a blast had it been called Lobos... and had the two characters constantly bump-heads, but comedy was clearly not the direction DC was going with this one.

If I'm being fair... I honestly think the Lobo name did this fella a grand disservice... there's a lot of baggage that comes along with a name like that, and preconceptions to boot.  He entered the market with two-strikes already against him.  Quite frankly, I'm surprised this book lasted as long as it did (and that is not an indictment on the creative team!)  It's sad, because... this one did have potential.

I must admit... I almost tossed the book across the room when he said "Sorry, not sorry"... I mean, really?  I suppose I can take solace in the fact that he didn't say the word "hashtag" first... but still... soooooo damn lame.  Don't want a sassy Lobo.

Anyhoo... I feel like I've hit that point where I'm talking in circles... the more I write, the less of a point I make, so I'll try and sum it all up.  This book deserved better than being called Lobo.  It's not a bad book, honestly, and giving it the Lobo name just triggered a knee-jerk reaction for me to dislike it.  The character design is good... the story is good... I just think this should have been his own thing.  Overall, I'm glad I read this.

Before I go, I just want to thank my good pal Mike Carlyle once more for sending this one my way!  Be sure to check him out at The Crapbox of Son of Cthulhu.  There's new content every week, and a wonderful back catalog to keep you occupied and entertained between posts!

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Sunday, June 19, 2016

Doom Patrol #122 (1973)


Doom Patrol #122 (February, 1973)
"The Animal-Vegetable-Mineral Menace"
"We Battled the Micro-Monster"
Story - Arnold Drake
Art - Bruno Premiani
Cover Price: $0.20

Over the past several weeks, Reggie and I have discussed the remarkable career or Mr. Arnold Drake for our Weird Comics History segment on the Weird Science DC Comics Podcast.  It was a blast to learn about and discuss such an important (and relatively unsung) figure in the industry... and I realized I hadn't covered an actual Arnold Drake-penned issue here on the blog.  Figure a classic Doom Patrol issue is as good as any!

We have looked at and discussed a few Arnold Drake creations here already... including some later Doom Patrol and ol' favorite Stanley and his Monster... but never an honest-to-goodness Drake-written deal.

If you wanna check in on Reggie and my comprehensive discussion on Drake, I encourage you to check out these episodes of the Weird Science DC Comics Podcast... the combined running-time of our segments is about an hour and a half.  That's a whole lotta Drake!


05.29.2016 Podcast, Episode 73: Weird Comics History, Who is Arnold Drake? p.1
06.05.2016 Podcast, Episode 74: Weird Comics History, Who is Arnold Drake? p.2
06.12.2016 Podcast, Episode 75: Weird Comics History, Who is Arnold Drake? p.3

Today we're going to discuss Doom Patrol #122.  Wait... 122?  Didn't the entire team die in issue 121???  It's funny to think about all the comparisons the Doom Patrol and Marvel's X-Men share... ya see, this was the first issue of a very brief period of reprints that followed (some half-decade later) after the "main" Doom Patrol series ended... just like the X-Men had post issue #66.  For those interested, today's story originally appeared in Doom Patrol #89 (August, 1964).

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Dr. Sven Larsen is headed on a transatlantic flight headed toward the United States to give a lecture, when suddenly Negative Man swoops in and snatches him from his seat.  He delivers the fellow to Rita Farr who uses her body-extending powers to lift him up the to the highest floors of a nearby building... where she hands him off to the waiting Robotman who is walking sideways on said building thanks to his electro-magnetic shoes.  Robotman finally delivers Larsen into the building's rooftop restaurant where they run into the Chief.



We learn that Larsen is a former student of Caulder's... who once accused him of stealing one of his ideas.  The Chief says it's all water under the bridge, and announces that the Doom Patrol will be present for his lecture the following day.



During the lecture, Larsen is discussing his designs on creating life artificially... through use of a lightning synthesizer and amino acids (sounds legit).  He pontificates as he strolls around the chemical vat... and, as is most likely to occur when a comic book character is anywhere in the vicinity of a vat full of chemicals... he falls in.



The Doom Patrol immediately hops into action to save him... only to find that Larsen has transformed into a giant grotesque paramecium.  The panicky crowd flees as a group of trigger-happy officers burst on the scene.  Despite the Chief's protests, the officers wind up chasing Larsen-as-paramecium out of the facility through a nearby wall.



The Chief instructs his team to fetch some liquid oxygen, as he believes that is the best and most humane way to stop Larsen.  Robotman blasts the creature with the LOX (liquid O2, not fish), and encases it in a coating of ice.



Larsen begins to shape-shift again... this time to a creature made of sulfur... which rapidly melts the ice.  Elasti-Girl grabs the sulfur shape... which shape-shifts into the form of creeping ivy... and immediately goes for Rita's throat!  Rita returns to normal size to shake him off... at which point, he shifts into the form of a bird and flies away.



The Chief instructs Larry to send Negative Man to Larsen's lab in Stockholm and retrieve his lab notes.  Moments later, he returns with a note claiming that Larsen had already discovered his animal-vegetable-mineral transformation powers!  His falling into the vat was no accident at all.



Later, on the streets... A-V-M Man is battling some firefighters in the shape of a dinosaur.  As the firemen blast him with their hoses, he shifts into the form of a sponge.  The Doom Patrol launches another offensive... this time, using the Negative Man entity to "wring out" the beast... at which point, he shifts into a leaden form.



In perhaps the oddest scene of this battle... A-V-M Man transforms into the shape of a dandelion, and his seeds blow away, only to change into a swarm of gnats... which surround Cliff Steele.  Cliff's pretty confident that gnats cannot hurt him, until the Chief asserts that Larsen may try to enter his head... and attack his human brain!  Negative Man lends a hand, and Larsen shifts into the form of a bat and flees once more.



At this point, the Chief remembers that he had conveniently invented a gun that would halt any change in cells... an "anti-decay ray", he calls it.  He believes this could be of use in their battle.  He instructs Rita to engage with Larsen... and leave the rest to him.  The rest of the team briefly protests putting Rita in such danger, but ultimately relent.



At this point, Larsen has taken the form of diamond.  Rita expands to her giant form and grabs A-V-M Man... at which point he transforms into a tiger... and while in mid-pounce eats a full blast of Caulder's anti-decay ray!  The tiger stiffens and hits the ground with a thud.



The story ends with the Doom Patrol reversing the effects of Larsen's experiment... and ready him for arrest.



This issue has a second story following it called We Battled the Micro-Monster, which has some scientists fighting off a giant germ.  For some reason, my copy (outside the first page) is extremely blurry... not sure if that's just my copy, or if this was just a printing issue.  From what I can follow... the scientists win!



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So much fun!

This was a great issue.  While I don't think I'd call myself a Doom Patrol purist... in the sense that foursome of Larry, Cliff, Rita and the Chief were never my Doom Patrol, I really enjoyed the dynamics between them.  In much of the Doom Patrol I'd followed, Rita was dead, Larry was something else altogether, and the Chief was kinduva bastard.

This was the introduction of one of the sillier (and most enduring) Doom Patrol villains, the Animal-Vegetable-Mineral Man... so silly, but a picture perfect fit for the gang.  I enjoyed that it took the entire team working together (plus a blast from the deus ex machina gun) to put the menace down.  Even if this were your first look at the classic Doom Patrol, you would see the strengths and potential weaknesses of each member.  The story is crafted in such a way where we learn about the team members without being lectured... a true testament to Drake's strengths as a storyteller.

Bruno Premiani's art is absolutely awesome.  I can't believe I'd forgotten how great it is.  He and Drake are an amazing team!  Ya know, I was rereading the trade collection of Crawling From the Wreckage not too long ago... in it, Grant Morrison provides either a foreword or afterword in which he discusses that the Doom Patrol actually scared him as a child.  I initially wrote this off as hyperbole for affect... but, there truly is some dark stuff lurking here...



The Paramecium is incredibly disturbing... and masterfully drawn, you can almost hear it stickily sloshing around.  How would one engage in battle with something you'd be too grossed out to touch?  When A-V-M Man turns into the creeping ivy... the first thing he does is try to strangle Rita!  The look of absolute terror on her face is amazing.  Perhaps the most disturbing bit, at least to me... is when A-V-M Man turns into a swarm of gnats... with the express purpose of destroying Robotman's human brain!  The panel with Cliff freaking out, holding where his ears would be (above)... That's one that's going to stick with me.  For whatever reason, that panel really bothered me.  So, yeah... I think Morrison may have been sincere when he said this book kinda freaked him out...

This issue is available in the first volume of SHOWCASE Presents: Doom Patrol, which anyone with even a passing interest of the Doom Patrol should really check out.  I am a big booster of these black and white phone book-sized volumes... however, I gotta say... in comparing this issue to the reproduction, I think the story loses something without the color.  The colors used (especially for the backgrounds) give such a feeling of desolation... Cliff standing before a pink or red background (for example) just gives an odd off-putting feeling, that I feel really adds to the tone of the story.

This (reprint) version is probably your best bet for an affordable look at this seminal Doom Patrol tale.  The SHOWCASE volume is apparently out-of-print, and therefore (at least online) priced rather high... I'm sure many local comic shops still have it on their shelves though... 

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