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Thursday, March 10, 2022

The Essential X-Lapsed, Episode 60 - Not Brand Echh #4 (1967)

Essential X-Lapsed Not Brand Echh 4

The Essential X-Lapsed, Episode Sixty

Not Brand Echh #4 (November, 1967)
"If Magneat-o Should Clobber Us.."
Writer - Roy Thomas
Art - Tom Sutton
Letters - Sam Rosen
Edits - Stan Lee
Cover Price: 12¢

There's something to be said about a book that lives up to its tagline... unfortunately THIS book's tagline happens to be: "Who Says A Comic Book Has to be Good??"

So yeah - today we're looking at something altogether different... a "Just the X, ma'am" dive into Marvel's attempt at Silver Age Satire... Not Brand Echh!

I know humor is relative... and I also know that, perhaps yer humble host can be a bit too serious at times... but, hoo boy, we're in for quite the ride with this one!  Thankfully this story is full of weird pop-culture references, which kept me researching and entertained... too bad I had to keep coming back to talk about the story itself!  The Doom Patrol show up... so, at least there's that!

Plus: As I own this physical comic, I'm including our usual Essential back-matter... we've got a Letters Page and smattering of weird ads to talk about!

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Wednesday, September 9, 2020

MCP #4 - Man-Thing


Marvel Comics Presents #4 (Man-Thing)
"Elements of Terror, Part 4 of 12: Rage and Design"
Writer - Steve Gerber
Art - Tom Sutton
Letters - Bill Oakley
Colors - Petra Scotese
Assistant Editor - Michael Rockwitz
Editor - Terry Kavanagh
Chief - Tom DeFalco

Welcome to this late-afternoon visit with Marvel Comics Presents.  The morning sort of got away from me.

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We open with a bit of a reminder of what we've read up to this point... and it's all horribly purple.  When we finally get with the "now", we see that our investigative reporter, Mr. Ditillio has been picked up upon arrival in Florida... by those two goofballs from the first chapter of this feature.  They push him into a car, and take him far away to "deal with him".  When we rejoin them, they're way out in the swamp... where this whole story began.  Looks like that house they were hangin' out in has been burned down.  They baddies assume that the "Demon" had something to do with it.  Just as they're about to "off" Mr. Ditillio, our mild-mannered reporter socks 'em in the face and runs away.  Our "heroes" ain't too frazzled, however, as they're sure if the gators don't get the guy... the Swamp Devil will.


We shift scenes to Maryland, and the home of our "Freedom, Rah Rah" strawman, Mr. Jody Choate.  He's meeting with a fella named Bressack... and he's got a plan.  It's a plan that might get him in trouble... ya know, if he wasn't working in the name of FREEDOM.  That's about all we get.


From here, we visit the Freedom Science Studies Institute.  Hrmm, I wonder if that's the "freedom" Choate keeps talking about.  Anyhoo, they're still experimenting on our sweaty Senatuh friend from Chapter Two... and, they've evidently transformed him into a super soldier.  That is, until he pops.


We now rejoin Dumb and Dumber, as they're trying to track down the Devil Woman who they believe burned down their shack.  They head into a... I dunno, dilapidated mansion or something... and are told that she's there... but, she's not looking to be bothered.


Our men ain't about to take no for an answer... which prompts Voodoo Mama Juju to show her face and tell them herself that she wants to be left alone.  When our heroes try to press the issue... we come to learn that she actually isn't alone... there's a (Giant-Size?) Man-Thing in the house.


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Welp, if you ever told me I'd be pining for another story featuring the Feral Man, I'd have laughed in your face.  And yet, here we are!

This is... kind of a bore.  A pretty weak outing, perhaps compounded by the knowledge that we know what Gerber is capable of with this character.  Well, I don't personally... but, I have heard good things.  Lots of good things, in fact!

I always worry when I start seeing writers rely on strawmen... though, I am hopeful that the "freedom" that big-bad Jody Choate is talking about is that Freedom Science joint... and not just the good ol' American jingoism that writers seem especially keen on deconstructing time and again.

The art, I will say, is still top-notch!  Tom Sutton is doing all of the heavy-lifting here... and is really pulling out all the stops when it comes to the gore.  Not my cuppa tea to look at, but I can't deny that it looks pretty much exactly like it ought to.  Disturbing, dark, gross... just perfect.  If only he were drawing a better story...

Tomorrow: Shang-Chi, back again... Whoomp, there he is.

Wednesday, August 26, 2020

MCP #3 - Man-Thing


Marvel Comics Presents #3 (Man-Thing)
"Elements of Terror, Part 3 of 12: Ritual and Belief"
Writer - Steve Gerber
Art - Tom Sutton
Letters - Agustin Mas
Colors - Petra Scotese
Assistant Edits - Michael Rockwitz
Edits - Terry Kavanagh
Chief - Tom DeFalco

Dunno what it is... but I feel like I need to get something of a "running start" each time we have a Man-Thing feature here in Marvel Comics Presents.  It's just so daunting... and, in that sorta-kinda "try-hard" way that really makes it a chore to push through.

Let's see what we see...

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We open with a small plane arriving at the Freedom Science Studies Institute that we learned a little bit about last chapter.  A gurney is rushed off the rig and rolled into a waiting ambulance.  On the gurney?  Well, it's our believed-to-be-dead Senatuh Wycombe... and he don't look all'at hot.  In fact, he's about to be injected with a shot of whatever the hell "Project: Glamour" is all about.  Meanwhile, in the swamp... Man-Thing is absolutely smothered in precious narration panels.  Woof.  He's trying to cope with his new lot in life.  If you recall (though, I might not be the best "tour-guide" for this story), our hero "merged" with one'a dem crispy critters... and was left looking much worse (and weaker) for wear.



Now comes... well, a lot of exposition... not all of it interesting.  First, we meet a reporter named Mick Ditillio who is interviewing another Senator about Wycombe's "murder" and the nebulous "Project: Glamour".  This new Senator (Miller) doesn't have much of a comment... but hopes Mick uses a bit of discretion when it comes to putting together tomorrow's newspaper headline.  We follow Mick home, where he's trying to connect the dots... while his very, uh, "perky" girlfriend tries to entice him into maybe putting work aside for a bit.  They must keep the apartment pretty chilly, I tell ya what.



Next, we meet Colonel Jody Choate, who is on the phone being sinister as all get-out... talking about a Demon (that he's totally not scared of!) and everything.  His wife pops her head in to check on him... and we learn that he's doing... whatever it is he's doing... for "freedom".  So yeah, it looks like we might be getting one'a those stories.



Back to Man-Thing.  He shambles through the swamp, before coming upon a... I dunno, witch's house?  Whatever the case, she's just about to sacrifice a puppy dog when our Muck Monster bursts in the place.



The art doesn't really convey this... nor, unfortunately, does the story (unless I'm just completely dense), but I believe this scene wraps up with Man-Thing and Voodoo Mama Juju making a "deal".  She'll fix him up in exchange for a "path to Hades".  Alrighty then.



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Y'all remember that little run on Swamp Thing that Alan Moore had back in the long ago?  Ehh, probably not... it's kind of obscure and nobody ever talks about it.  It certainly didn't inspire a whole crop of writers to explore deconstructing superheroes or anything.  Of course, I'm being facetious... 

I remember the first time I read that stuff.  Sure, there's a whole lot of "heady" concepts in it... but, it never felt (to me) like it was trying to be smarter than I was.  It was just a well-told story, that felt accessible and inviting, regardless of how "heady" the concepts became.

Gerber's Man-Thing?  Not so much.  This is a story that is begging you to tap out.  It wants you to know that it is so much smarter than you (or at least, me).  The storytelling is really weird... and, at the risk of sounding like a complete jackass, "insists upon itself".  The precious and few scenes where our titular hero actually shows up are the worst of all!  I think I'd have gotten more out of his scenes if they were completely "silent"!

As for the rest... ehh, government conspiracies... some "good ol' boy" doing what he's doing in the name of "freedom".  A reporter hot on the trail of the hoo-doo.  Nothing we haven't seen before, and presented here with the subtlety of a sledge hammer.

The art still continues to impress!  Really excellent stuff here... even if, in more esoteric scenes, it's really hard to follow.

Tomorrow: Fuhgeddabout Shang-Chi fish "references", this story's just called "Fish"!

Wednesday, August 19, 2020

MCP #2 - Man-Thing


Marvel Comics Presents #2 (Man-Thing)
"Elements of Terror, Part 2 of 12: First Witness"
Writer - Steve Gerber
Art - Tom Sutton
Letters - Agustin Mas
Colors - Petra Scotese
Assistant Edits - Michael Rockwitz
Edits - Terry Kavanagh & Michael Higgins
Chief - Tom DeFalco

Hey, hey, hey... WHAT is going on here?  < / belding > We're only one issue in, and Doug Moench and Steve Gerber have already swapped features???
Okay, okay... as some eagle-eyed readers have already noticed, there was a bit of a goof-up (on Marvel's end) on the credits page of MCP #1.  The Shang-Chi story is incorrectly attributed to Gerber and Company, while Man-Thing was credited to the Moenches.  I chose to "play along" with the goof last issue, though I was tempted to tip my hand... I mean, if there's a Man-Thing story, in an anthology with Gerber-involvement... that's sort of a no-brainer, right?

I played along for a simple... silly, and probably a little bit precious reason.  If you're following us over on Morituri Mondays, and really... why wouldn'tcha be... we're currently covering issues of Strikeforce: Morituri that hit the shelves right around the time of the launch of Marvel Comics Presents.  There's a big push for this book in the house-ads and Bullpen Bulletins... so, MCP is like a big-deal (newish-EiC) DeFalco project.  Another big DeFalco project at the time is something along the lines of an "Editor Bootcamp", where he and his right-hand Mark Gruenwald are making sure their editors are on top of things.

Welp... it feels like ever since they made this proclamation in the Bullpen Bulletins, more and more errors have begun to surface... where there weren't all that many before (especially under the prior regime).  Looking at a "current year" Marvel Comic, which is rife with basic spelling and grammatical errors (not to mention continuity errors, ay yai yai)... it feels like the DeFalco/Gruenwald Editor's Bootcamp might've been the "beginning of the end" of quality control!

So yeah, that's why I didn't "fix" the mistaken credits last issue.  No-Prizes are being sent out to the eagle-eyed readers who did catch the error before I "lifted the veil"!

And now... a properly credited, Man-Thing!

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We open in a Washington, D.C. courtroom, where General Selbert (that fella from last issue who met up with those geeks in the swamp) is being grilled by a bloated, slow-tahkin' Suthin' Senitah.  He's being questioned about possible involvement in the Colombian Drug Trade... and some nebulous book-keeping involving a Swiss Bank Account... which, is like a sure-sign of not being on the up-and-up in the 1980's, right?  Selbert manages to "massage" an explanation that almost makes sense (if you squint).  All the while, there's a drug-deal going down in a parking structure.  It's cash-for-coke... and then a car explodes.  Okey doke.



The Senitah keeps Selbert on the hook for a bit... almost as though he knows more than he's letting on, and might just be giving the General enough rope to hang himself.  The line of questioning shifts to a facility called the Freedom Science Studies Institute... a place where General Selbert sits on the Board.  The Senitah inquires about the goings-on inside, to which, we learn that they're working on your run-of-the-mill super-soldier studies.  Our man is very nonchalant about this... could you imagine someone coppin' to this in real-life?  It might come as no surprise, but these "super soldier" rejects look a whole lot like those abominations we met last issue.



As the courtroom back-n-forth continues, we a page featuring the one and only Man-Thing crawling from the muck.  Senator Wycombe changes the subject to the matter of something called "Project: Glamour"... which, I believe is those pictures they take of you at the mall after coating the camera lens in copious amounts of Vaseline, right?  Welp, Selbert plays ignorant... and so, the line of questioning ends.  Now, this entire proceeding has been televised (which is friggin' nuts... I mean, they're casually talking about human experimentation and super-soldiering here).  One fella (maybe the General?) who is watching the trial looks to have placed a target on owa ahn'able Senitah.



Later that night, we catch up with Wycombe... who is still trying to get to the bottom of the Glamourshots gambit.  Unfortunately for him, an assassin (I assume) bursts through his window... and kills him!  Well, maybe kills him... for all we know, it might've been a bloody abduction.  The front page headline the next day attributes his murder to a "Cult"... though, it confirms that no corpse was found at the scene.



Speaking of the next morning, we next arrive at Sunshine Air Cargo in Florida, where a gawky burnout called "Skinny" has arrived... and he might have a package?  Or he might've just done something bad?  Or... who the hell knows... he's here, and he's greeted by another bloated fella who sticks a pistol in his face.



We wrap up with a preciously purple page of Man-Thing... still crawling outta the muck.  He feels feels, sees memories, hears laughs... yadda, yadda, yadda.  Hopefully we'll find out a little bit more... next time!



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Well... I didn't love this, and I didn't hate this.  I swear, this story in particular is really giving me Action Comics Weekly flashbacks.  I feel like we're reading a blend of the first arcs of Deadman and Secret Six.  Story, art, and that odd feeling of "what in the world are we reading?"... just so reminiscent of those two features!

So, we've got a trial... we've got ties to the Colombian Drug Trade... we've got a weirdo Science Institute trying to concoct Super Soldiers... we've got a Murder Cult... we've got Man-Thing being all goth and poetic... izzit me, or are we perhaps trying to cram a little too much graham into this little cereal... err, serial?  We've seen that sort of thing before... Black Canary, we're lookin' at you!  Though, in fairness... I do have a great deal more faith in Steve Gerber's ability to pull this all together than I did Sharon Wright.

The art here continues to impress... and now, I can finally give credit where it's due... to Tom Sutton!  I'm still getting some underground comix vibes from his style... which feels very much right for a story of this tone.

I'd have liked our titular Man-Thing to do a little bit more than repeatedly rise out of the muck... but, I suppose I can give 'em a pass due to the "world-building" Gerber's engaging in during this early chapter.  One of the reasons I'd started this project was to better familiarize myself with the "fringe" Marvel characters.  So far, and yes... we're only 16-pages in... I'm not feeling all that confident.  I'm optimistic this will pick up over the course of the next ten (ten???) weeks.

Tomorrow: Izzit Shang-Chi... or Bruce Lee?

Thursday, August 13, 2020

MCP #1 - Master of Kung Fu


Marvel Comics Presents #1 (Master of Kung Fu)
"Crossing Lines, Part 1 of 8: Ripples"
Writer - Steve Gerber
Art - Tom Sutton
Letters - Agustin Mas
Colors - Petra Scotese
Assistant Edits - Michael Rockwitz
Edits - Terry Kavanagh & Michael Higgins
Chief - Tom DeFalco

Here's another character I don't have all that much familiarity with.  Never really got into Shang-Chi... or, honestly, martial arts comics in general.  Sure, I've giggled at an odd issue or two of Richard Dragon Kung-Fu Fighter... but, that might just be more for the novelty of its outlandish title than anything else.

I'm not sure how prevalent Shang-Chi is in the "current year" Marvel Universe... but, I'm sure he's kicking around somewhere... uh, no pun intended.

This is going to be interesting.  I'm looking forward to attending Master of Kung Fu 101!  If anyone reading is more familiar with this fella, please help keep me on track!

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We open with a man arriving to Hong Kong via boat.  He's waxing fairly philosophical about the lives and times of... fish.  As he walks the fairly cluttered streets a bomb goes off (huh?), our hero then proclaims that he has "returned to the world".  From where?  Haven't the foggiest... I might only assume this is a reference to an old Bronze Age tale?  Anyhoo, our man keeps walking and philosophizing until he reaches, what he calls, a flophouse.  He settles in, removing his tunic... revealing that he is (duh) Shang-Chi, and before long the entire place is swarming with warriors!



Shang-Chi appeared to be expecting these goofs... he even refers to himself as "bait".  It doesn't take him long to beat the baddies... however, one manages to give him the slip.  Our Kung Fu Master gives chase.



He follows the shadowy escapee back down the Hong Kong streets, and winds up at the Oriental Expediters Ltd. Building... which, is apparently a front for a "murder agency" based out of London.  I apologize, I'm not following.  Whatever the case, Shang-Chi enters... and makes his way through to the back side of the building.  There, a man smoking a cigarette notes his presence, and announces that "he's here".



There's also a pool back there, where a woman named Leiko is having a late night dip.  Gotta take a dip myself... into the Marvel Comics Wiki... one sec.  Okay, Leiko is a Bronze Age character, and so it's not too strange that she and Shang-Chi already know each other.  In fact, she beckons our hero into the pool with her... which facilitates him making even more fish metaphors!



Leiko reveals that a Xiao was instructed to bring Shang to them... which, I mean... there are probably worse fates.  So, was the flophouse raid all part of this?  In the pool they exchange chlorinated fluids... before emerging in front of a mustachioed gentleman named Black Jack Tarr.  We wrap up with Jack informing Shang that it's time for "Games of Deceit and Death, Part II"... izzat a Bruce Lee reference?  I suppose we'll find out!



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Okay... here's a weird question... which might sound somewhat reminiscent if you've been with me since the Action Comics Daily days.  Let's say, you're a kid... teen-ager... whatever, who's buying this first issue of Marvel Comics Presents because (duh) it's got Wolverine in it.  Now, if you were that kid... what would you make of this story?

Let's not get it twisted... this isn't a bad story... and despite the fact that I had trouble following it, I rather enjoyed it.  But, this is kind of an odd "entry point" for a (relatively) obscure character such as Shang-Chi.  At this point, he hasn't been seen in five years.  That's a long while.  I mean, this isn't quite Secret Six levels of obscure... but, still.  Add to the fact that we're steeped in continuity here (which, again... don't get me wrong, I love)... it's just a bit of a toughie to follow along with.

I mean, let's compare the way this rolls out with the way Claremont kicked off the Wolverine feature... Wolverine, a wildly popular character... still gets an introduction.  We get the bit about the "unbreakable bones" and "mutant healing factor"... heck, he even mentions his nationality.  Here, Gerber doesn't give us any of that.  I suppose we could argue that Steve wasn't "talking down to the audience"... but, I tells ya what... when the audience (me) isn't quite sure what they're looking at, ya got a little bit of a problem!

I think there's definitely a middle ground between too much exposition and absolutely none... and Gerber would've done well to maybe drop a breadcrumb or two for us in this opening chapter.  We gotta assume that this story was a lot of folks' first Master of Kung Fu story, no?

Anyhoo... the art was nice... Sutton really captured the grimy aesthetic of the Hong Kong streets... and gave us both a really nice fight scene, and an interesting pool make-out scene.

I'm looking forward to more.

Tomorrow: Let's go Surfin' now... everybody's learning how

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Hacker Files #1 (1992)


Hacker Files #1 (August, 1992)
"Soft War, Chapter 1"
Writer/Creator - Lewis Shiner
Pencils - Tom Sutton
Inks - Mark Buckingham
Colors - Lovern Kindzierski
Editor - Robert Greenberger
Cover Price: $1.95

Here's a strange one.  The Hacker Files #1... a title I was introduced to via a DC Direct Currents giveaway.  A title that made me feel, I dunno, sort of uneasy from the get go.  It just looked weird.  You see, my sense of fear is a bit... odd.  I can watch or read anything that is intentionally scary or gory or disturbing and be pretty much unmoved.  I've always been like that, even as a kid.  The things that got under my skin were the offbeat.  The odd things that are difficult to explain... The Hacker Files, by the cover alone kinda tickled that "fright nerve" pretty well... like, if I bought it... I wouldn't wanna keep it with the rest of my comics.  It just wouldn't fit.  Hell, I wouldn't have wanted it in my bedroom.

Dirty, raw, and grainy... It felt like something I shouldn't be reading, like what was inside would freak me out... would get deep under my skin and stay there.  Looking back now (and especially after having read it), that is absolutely ridiculous... but, a kid's mind fears what a kid's mind fear, right?

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We open at the Pentagon.  A pair of security guards have noticed that they'd lost network communications to a site called "Cheyenne Mountain".  Their first call is to a man who goes by the name "Hacker", although his real name is Marshall.  He is advised that Washington needs his help, and provides him information on his travel arrangements.  Within 90 minutes, Hacker arrives.


He is greeted by a man called Dawson, who will bring him to another fella who goes by the name of Steel.  As Marshall is escorted to the Data Processing area we get to listen to his internal monologue.  We come to find that he is not the biggest fan of the government, taxes, politics, or politicians... as if his anarchy t-shirt wasn't clue enough.


Hacker is informed that the ARPA (Advanced Research Projects Agency) network is down.  This is of the utmost importance is this network is also connected to the Securenet, the Milnet, NORAD, and something called the Internet... these books and their jargon, I tell ya.  Our man informs Steel to shut the whole thing down so he can work on it.  We are also informed that their equipment is digitronix brand, which will be important later.  Oh, and Mr. Steel has a metal left hand.

An odd exchange occurs during this scene.  Hacker alludes to Steel being "into" superheroes, to which Steel replies that this digital intrusion had nothing to do with "paranormals".  This makes me wonder if this maxi-series is set inside the DC Universe proper.  Granted, this is the only issue of this series I've read... so, if this is made clear one way or another later on, I am clueless.  The indicia at the start of this issue lists The Hacker Files as being copyright of Lewis Shiner and DC Comics... which makes things even less clear.  Maybe there are superheroes... just not our superheroes?


All of the commotion in the main data center proves too disruptive for Hacker, and he is led to a more private office setting.  He surprises Mr. Steel by cracking the password to the main computer inside.  As he prepares to enter the system, we are witness to the manifestation of him actually entering the computer, using a less digitized version of the main cover image.  He discovers that the Pentagon had picked up a virus... somewhere.  He mentions that the Internet has 60,000 nodes it may have come from.  I'm not sure how many nodes today... but, I'm guessing it might just be a bit more than back in 1992.


Marshall goes through all the ways in which he may fight off the virus, and mention is made of a group of younger hackers he deals with who he calls the "Speed Metal Kids".  As he readies himself to get down to work, he can't help but notice that the digitronix support team are still inside the system.  He refuses to proceed unless they remove themselves and he may move on unsupervised.  It is revealed that Marshall was once affiliated with digi, and since their parting they had ruined his reputation in the tech community.


Steel and Hacker head down to pull the support team off the gig.  As they approach, Marshall makes special note of a nearby Tempest File Server room.  A server that is so top-secret, one must be locked inside a safe simply to have a look at it.


We meet the support team, including a man named Charlie and Marshall's former good friend Yoshio.  The team refuses, to which Marshall has himself a seat, and begins typing... locking them out himself.  Infuriated, Charlie lunges at Hacker.  Yoshio holds him back, and threatens that someone named Sutcliffe will deal with him.  Upon returning to the office, Steel reinforces that Sutcliffe will likely be more than upset given the situation.

Marshall tells Steel to go home for the night.  Steel pleads with him to stay within the office and not enter the hall as he leaves.  He goes so far as to lock Marshall's entry pass in a filing cabinet.

As soon as Steel is gone, Marshall gets to work... picking the lock on the filing cabinet.  He picks the lock as he makes contact with the Speed Metal Kids, Phreddy, Dr. Zen, and Sue Denim (hey, I get at least one of those!).



Armed with his pass, Marshall heads straight toward the Tempest room.  He lets himself in and comes to find a map of Europe and Western Asia with offensive options listed... such as launching missiles.


A security guard comes in behind him, and there is a short-lived struggle.  The guard handily beats our boy, ultimately clocking him on the head with his baton.


When Hacker awakens, he finds himself in the presence of Sutcliffe... and we are [to be continued...]


The issue closes out with a two-page text piece by series creator/writer Lewis Shiner.


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Now... I was really not expecting this.  This was remarkably good.  It feels like so often back in the 1990's technology was used as something of a boogeyman or something that didn't need to be explained so much... just a means to an end.  In this story, however, the use of technology feels natural and organic.  It is an accompaniment to the story, and not its crutch.

You can almost feel the passion Mr. Shiner has for this piece, and it is apparent that he threw himself into his research to make this story as legitimate and accurate as possible.  During the text piece, he asks readers to let him know if they can spot any errors... that's some commitment to quality.  He even goes as far as to say he will be setting up online letters columns on Compuserve and GEnie.  You may not know, but I currently write a column for DC in the 80's that focuses on Usenet and BBS fandom of the early 1980's... this is right up my alley!  I've gotta keep an eye out and see if I can't track down any of these archives!

The art is also surprisingly (if going by the cover alone) solid.  I honestly cannot think of a single complaint in the art department.

Overall, I really enjoyed this.  The only problem I have is that it is a rarity to find issues of this "in the wild".  Though, I will definitely be on the look-out from this point on.  To my knowledge this has not been collected, and has not been made available digitally.  If you're a cheap-o (or regular) bin trawler, keep this one on your radar.

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