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Monday, September 3, 2018

Superboy #154 (1969)


Superboy #154 (March, 1969)
"Blackout for Superboy!"
Story - Frank Robbins
Pencils - Bob Brown
Inks - Wally Wood
Letters - Ray Holloway
Cover Price: $0.12

Now, who could resist a cover like that?!  Does what happens inside even have a hope of living up to that image?

Let's find out...

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We open with Superboy on his "predawn" patrol, during which he finds a troubled fisherman just about to go over one of Smallville's numerous waterfalls... truly the town with everything!  He rescues the old codger who, in turn, lambastes the Boy of Steel for nearly costing him his favorite fly rod!  Ehh, can't win 'em all.  You'd think he'd be more annoyed that Superboy didn't just save him and his boat... which is now just a pile of wet splinters.  Either way, it would seem that this might be going according to the old man's plan.


Superboy returns home to grab an hour of beauty sleep.  Thanks to his super-metabolism, he can get by with just the one.  I didn't think he needed to sleep at all, but I guess he's still a growing boy.  Anyhoo, he is awakened by his alarm clock... and when he opens his eyes... it appears as though his heat-vision involuntarily kicked on!


Fearing the worst, Superboy clenches his eyes shut.  After regaining his composure, he decides to give opening them another shot.  When he does... he winds up melting his bed post!  Could this mean that Superboy no longer has control over his amazing powers?!


Shortly after, Ma enters the room.  She heard Clark's alarm go off, and wonders why he didn't get up.  Upon surveying the damage, she lashes out at him for his "destructive impulses"... which, I mean... has Clark been anything but an angel?  I mean, when he's not being affected by Red Kryptonite or anything.  Clark explains the situation, and she rushes off to grab Pa.


Clark asks his folks to guide him downstairs into his cellar-lab so he can plan his next move.  Luckily, this happens to be the Silver Age, where Superboy has a closetful of robots in his likeness.  If he needs to remain "voluntarily blind" for awhile, he wants to make sure nobody realizes that Superboy is missing in action.  Then... he worries that his robots might be suffering the same "power control atrophy" that he is.  Turns out, from the looks of it... they are!


And so... in order to not incinerate everything he looks at, from this point on, Clark (Superboy) Kent will be... blind!  He fashions a pair of darkened specs out of lead... at least this way he can open his eyes.  He won't be able to see, but, at least he won't be clenchin'.  He borrows Pa's cane (from his old leg injury), and he's off to school.  He explains that due to an injury in the lab, he mustn't expose his eyes to the light for at least a week... which, ya know... isn't the craziest excuse.


During class, Clark is overcome, Daredevil style, by his other senses.  His heartbeat becomes the only thing he can hear, and while attempting to break his focus, Clark accidentally rips the corner off his desk!  This definitely gets the attention of Lana Lang...


... thankfully, quick-thinkin' Clark decides to (literally) suck all of the air out of the room, kayoing his classmates for a moment, while he rebuilds his desk... then, as they're all coming to, cracks a pencil in two to explain away the noise Lana had heard.  Aye yai yai.


We shift scenes to the office of Dr. Dento... you'll never guess what he does for a living.  Anyhoo, there have been a great number of fender-benders in Smallville on this day (a whole three), which is somehow due to Superboy being "off duty".  I mean, how does this town not just burn to the ground every time Clark takes a nap?!  Anyhoo... it's made plainly clear that Dr. Dento was actually the crotchety old fisherman from the beginning.


We join him on his next fishing expedition wherein he demonstrates what his favorite fly-rod can do.  It can, uh... set the fish on fire as it comes out of the water.  So, if you ever wanted to eat an entire fish without cleaning it, Dento is your man.  He recounts what had happened that morning.  Turns out, when Superboy "rescued" him, he affixed a second Superboy insignia to his outfit... through which, he could see everything that Superboy was seeing.


So... the game is up then?  Dr. Dento must know that Superboy is really Clark Kent, right?!  Well, not really... he just used this device to make Superboy think that his heat-vision was going out of control.  Ya see, it wasn't Superboy who melted the alarm clock... it was Dento!  What an idiot.


Anyhoo... later that night, Superboy decides to call in his Super-Pet Krypto to act as his seeing-eye dog.  Well, that stands to reason, right?  Together they save a bridge from collapsing... however, Superboy's shades do not go unnoticed.  Superboy's apparent blindness is front page news the next day!


Dento reads the news and is conflicted.  He now must turn his attention toward getting rid of Krypto.  Meanwhile, at the Kent House, they watch the news report discussing Superboy's blindness over breakfast.  This leads to Superboy picturing himself as a panhandler... from which we get our amazing cover.


After sobbing for a bit, Superboy decides... screw it, he's gonna face this thing head-on.  This gives us an amazing quote from Pa Kent.  "Now you're talking like the Son I'd have wanted... if we could have had our own!"  I mean, what?  What a clumsy statement.


Anyhoo, Krypto tugs on Superboy's cape... which gives him an idea.  He asks Ma for some "harmless dye"... because Krypto is going to be his seeing-eye dog in his civilian life too!  Ya see, he's doing this to throw people (well, Lana) off the scent that he really is Superboy.  I'd wager that this would only strengthen their case!  Oh well, what do I know?


We rejoin Dr. Dento as he puts his plan into action.  He, get this, synthesizes a rod of Red Kryptonite... and hides it in a (tasty) dog bone.  I'm not sure which part of that sentence was dumber.


Later that day, Dento starts terrorizing a dog.  Like, seriously, he starts whipping her dog house.  This, of course, brings Krypto to the yard... and he chases a heavily-padded Dento away.  The tortured mutt offers Krypto the K-infused bone... and away the Boy and Dog of Steel go.  Suddenly, Krypto goes nuts... and starts flying off toward space, leaving a blinded Superboy just hovering.


At this point, Superboy realizes he's got to risk it all... and open his eyes!  Naturally, nothing happens.  Superboy beans Krypto with a tiny chunk of meteorite to get him to spit out the Red-K Bone... and everything's cool.


Krypto begins sniffing around Superboy's chest... and bites the extra "S" insignia off.  They return to Dento's yard... and haul him off to the police.  Who's gonna fill all'a Smallville's cavities now?!


We wrap up the following morning with Lana reading the news that Superboy can see again.


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Well this was a lot of fun!

It's not often I get to read something this ridiculous... and I mean that in the best way possible.  Superboy... blinded, and yet... still trying to keep up the ruse on all fronts.  I mean, he was "blind" for what, a day?  But he still went the whole nine yards in covering for both of his identities!

I suppose we can start dissecting this issue with what stuck out most to me.  By around the third page, Dr. Dento should have been able to deduce that Superboy is actually Clark Kent.  I mean, the "fly rod" was "seeing" through the "S" insignia, right?  Doesn't matter if Clark's eyes are open or closed in that case... he should have seen Ma and Pa Kent... the Kent house... Superboy's cellar lab... the whole thing!  Instead, his sole focus is... making Superboy keep his eyes shut?!

I mean, Dento definitely saw the Superboy robots... right?  Otherwise, how could he have made it appear as though they were going out of control too?  While on the subject... wouldn't Ma and Pa have seen that the beams weren't coming out of the robot's eyes?!  Ehh, whattayagonnado?

I guess we can discuss how impractical a pair of lead specs would look... but, really... why?  We'll just accept it for what it is.  We are, however, going to discuss the Red Kryptonite rod for a second.  If Dr. Dento has the ability to synthesize Red-K at any time... why hasn't he just done that?!  Why didn't he slip some Red-K into Superboy's costume rather than the silly extra insignia?  Why not keep working at it, and eventually crack the code on Green (or even Gold) Kryptonite?!

Yeah, I realize I'm poking holes in a half-century old story that was meant for kids... but, what else am I gonna do with my mornings...

With all of that said... this was a ton of fun, and looked pretty great!  Hell, the cover on its own is pretty spectacular.  You could definitely see how it might attract a kid's eye from the newsstand... heck, I bought it simply based off the cover not all that long ago!  That's definitely part of the "comics magic" that is missing these days.

Overall, if you come across this one, I'd definitely recommend grabbing it.  Unfortunately, it hasn't been collected nor made available digitally at the moment... but, it's certainly worth a bin-dive... even for the cover alone!

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Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Flash #184 (1968)


Flash #184 (December, 1968)
"Executioner of Central City!"
Writer - Frank Robbins
Penciller - Ross Andru
Inker - Mike Esposito
Cover Price: #0.12

Another one from the Iconic Cover Collection... least I think so anyway.  Will that help or hinder our enjoyment of the issue inside?  Let's find out...

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We open with Iris Allen visiting the Mount Vista Ionospheric Observatory for Picture News.  A Dr. Clark informs her that this might not have been the most opportune time for her to pop in as they'd just received word from their Mt. Everest station that a neutron-star pulsar-source has been picked up by their scanners... and threatens to collide with Earth, with Central City being Ground-Zero!


As the geeks begin to panic (one is literally banging his head against the computer equipment!), Iris heads out to her... adorable rotary car-phone (which I'm tickled to learn were actually a thing) to call her husband Barry.  After hearing the news, Barry informs an officer to set up road blocks keeping all out-of-town travelers from entering Central City.


Once suited-up, Flash decides a good defense might serve as the best offense, and whips up a "cosmic force shield" by circling the city at incredible speed.  While he's running, Iris returns to the outskirts of the city (that observatory mustn't have been all that far away!) where she is met by the police barricade.  She exits her car and ducks into Central City anyway... just in time for the neutron thingamabob to hit... and bounce off the Flash's "force shield".


The day saved, Flash leans up against a car... and takes a breather.  Upon opening his eyes, he realizes that... welp, Central City's gone!  His circling the city at great speed must have created an ionic vacuum which ultimately vaporized it!  Barry Allen... the Flash is a(n unwitting) Mass-Murderer!  Hope there's no trial!


As the Flash sobs, he turns to look at the car he'd been leaning on... and wouldn'tcha know it, it belonged to Iris!  Before he can properly mourn, he hears the sorta-mechanical sound of a transmission.  From the muck rises... well, more muck, a humanoid muck.  The mud-monster refers to the Flash as an "alien" (hey, that's pronounced Allen!), and a fight is on.


Flash quickly learns that the baddie can read his thoughts, and so he takes to spinning, drilling himself into the Earth... creating a sort of quicksand to capture the beast.  With the muck-monster in a prone position, Flash wipes it's face revealing... a woman?


When the dust (and muck) settles, Flash learns that this woman is called Zoral... who hails from the Planet Terra-I... which is to say, what they call the Earth in the year 4005.  To follow, we get some clumsy dialogue which amounts to... she's from the future... the Flash's sonic-vacuum brought her to 1968... at the same time that Central City was pulled into 4005 to be placed into the Grand Canyon Preserve so future-folks can observe and study life in the mid 20th century.  Ya follow?


Suddenly Zoral begins to vibrate as she is pulled back to the future.  Using her as a "human cosmic treadmill" Barry decides to tag along.  During the "trip", Zoral informs the Flash that people in the year 4005 are programmed "not to kill"... and the gun she carries is actually an "anti-violence emitter", to quell any violent or murderous urges.  Still with me?


Okay, so finally... or maybe instantaneously... Flash and Zoral arrive back in the 41st Century.  In the distance, Barry can see Central City,.. safe and sound in the Grand Canyon.  Before he can head over, however, they find themselves surrounded by the Terra-I Patrol.  Believing Zoral to be dead, they assume this gal is an imposter... and as for the dude in red... they don't know what his deal is, but they're sure they don't like it!


And so, a fight breaks out.  Flash holds his own well against most of the gaggle, before entering into a struggle with the last one standing.  Zoral takes aim with her "anti-violence emitter" and turns out to be a pretty poor shot, nailing Barry in the back.  The Patroller then blasts her so they can both be delivered to their leader.


It's here that we meet (via satellite) Dr. Yom... who is introducing, thanks to his "Quantum-Time-Shift-Resolver", the delivery of Central City circa 1968 to the Grand Canyon Preserve.  Flash thinks Yom's a bit of a pompous jerk... and he's right!


Yom shares some scenes of what's going on in Central City... including one in particular involving Iris.  She's about the only city-zen keeping a level head... so sure she is that the Flash and/or Barry will save the day.


After some more bluster, the Flash and Zoral are finally stood before Yom in the flesh.  The Doc recognizes Flash as a famous hero of yesteryear... and thinks to himself that he may prove to be his greatest threat.  When addressed, Flash suggests that Yom's Quantum-Time-Shift-Resolver is not actually responsible for the procurement of Central City... but instead, it was a result of the ionic vacuum he created.  Dr. Yom doesn't dig that one bit.


Giving credit where it's due, however, Flash suggests that while Yom's invention wasn't responsible for bringing Central City to the future... it might just be responsible for keeping it there.  He asks that Yom switch off the Quantum-Beam Machine to see if it will send the city back to the past.  Yom now realizes that Flash was only playing along with the effects of the "play nice pistol".


Deciding the Flash must be liquidated... Yom unleashes a barrage of beams (ya see, Yom never had his violence-level augmented)... which Barry manages to outrun... until, now this is where it gets even weirder... Barry realizes that he's gona about this the wrong way.  He needs to slow down... to the point where he can go... ugh... backwards in time a few minutes.  Why didn't he just do that in the first place???


Anyhoo... this time Barry still defies Yom, however, grabs Zoral's "play nice pistol" and blasts the baddie in the head with it.  Now, a compliant Dr. Yom is more than happy to switch off the Quantum Beam and send Central City back to the swingin' sixties.


We wrap up with a Barry and Iris reunion... and all's right with the world.


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Maybe I just had my expectations too high, but... woof... this one dragged on.

I really can't hold my expectations against a book, but... I really thought this was going to be a "bigger" issue.  I mean, it's just a Barry goes to the future story... which, feels like... ya know, Tuesday.  Not sure why it warrants the "Tragic Day" cover treatment any more than the last... or next time Barry time-travels to "undo" things.

Plus, and I know... this is a Silver-Age comic book... and things were different back then, but we really don't get much time to process the events here.  Not that I'm looking for this to be the "six-part story" that it would be today, but maybe more than a panel for Barry to consider that, because of his actions, his wife and everyone he cares about are dead might've been nice.

I'm really not a fan of the fast and loose use of time like we saw toward the end.  If Barry can, at any point, slow down and make time move backwards... what happens to the stakes?  I mean, we'v got Barry nailed by a ray... and about to be taken out by Dr. Yom... when he just decides "nuh-uh" and reverses time?  That's awfully convenient... and feels like such a cop out.

I will say that I thought Iris came across really cool here... and I love that rotary dial car phone.  Also, Ross Andru's art was pretty great too!  Love the image of the Central City crater... made me think of what happened to Coast City during The Reign of the Supermen.

Overall... I dunno.  I suppose it's worth reading, though I'd recommend not breaking the bank for it.  It is available digitally, and (for more bang for your buck) has been collected as part of SHOWCASE Presents: The Flash, Volume 4.  It's a neat one to have in my collection, regardless of my feeling a bit let down by my own inflated expectations.

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