Sunday, June 11, 2017

Adventures of Bob Hope #95 (1965)


Adventures of Bob Hope #95 (October-November, 1965)
"Super-Hip, the Sickest Super-Hero of 'em All"
Writer - Arnold Drake
Artist - Bob Oksner
Cover Price: $0.12

We'll wrap up our "comedy weekend" by meeting the sickest super-hero of 'em all... Super-Hip!  

What in the bluest of hells is a "Super-Hip", you ask?  Well, if we are to go by the cover copy, he's a swingin' teen, and honorary nephew to Bob Hope.  I *hope* (ha!) that clears things up.

Just in case it didn't, let's read on and find out together.

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We open with one of those Silver-Age splashes which shows us some of what we're in store for... it's here we meet Super-Hip, and he's really causing a stir... getting back at some nogoodniks who have done him wrong.  I mean, if you're gonna step on a mans' pointed Italian shoes, you really should expect to be forced into a pool via super breath.  That's just science.  As the story proper begins, we see Bob Hope (and his... talking dog) preparing the guest bedroom for the arrival of his old buddy "Crazy Legs" Jutefruce's son.  Bob's been tasked with keeping an eye on him while his parents tour Europe.



The doorbell rings, and Bob falls down the stairs.  I can't claim to be the biggest Bob Hope fan, but I don't recall him being big on the slapstick... figured him to be more "quippy".  Anyhoo, at the door stands Tadwallader Jutefruce, and boy is he Square!  Bob brings him to his room, which is adorned like a young sports fan lives there.  Well, that won't do at all... ol' Tad does a bit redecorating, which makes it look, I dunno, nerdy?  I think that's where they're going with this... I just look at it and think "old lady".



That evening, Bob and Tad try to get to know one another over an episode of... Hee Haw, perhaps?  Tad ain't impressed, referring to the program as "vulgar" and "uncouth".  Bob does what any confused parental-figure would do in this situation, and confers with his talking dog about how he might "reach" the boy.  The dog suggests therapy (via his PhD dog-friend Poodle Von Noodle, naturally), Bob thinks... nah, practical jokes would work better.



... and it doesn't.  The following morning Bob drops Tad off at school.  The hip, swingin' coeds treat him as though he's a Prince... but not in the good way.  They tease him about saying "Hi" to the Queen Mother and all that... and all the boy wants to do is get to class.  This really makes me wonder... just how long are "Crazy Legs" and wife gonna be in Europe if their kid has to change schools?  Are they ever coming back?  Anyhoo, he asks the gals where room 302 is... and they tell him.  Boy, do they...



It's here he meets his biology teacher, Beverly Ghastly!  She is stringing up the class skeleton... with a noose, of course.  This is also where we meet the antagonists of this rollicking tale, Badger and his "Swingers".  They are about as imposing as their name suggests.



While Tad helps Ghastly hang the skeleton, the baddies start shaking the ladder.  It's a good thing he doesn't make it past the first rung, otherwise this could be dangerous!



Next class is chemistry... wow, this is one science-heavy curriculum!  Badger helpfully escorts Tad to the lab, where we meet... Professor Heinrich Von Wolfman!  And yeah, he's a wolfman... you've probably figured out the direction this is going... even if the cover didn't tip you off.  Anyhoo, the Prof's latest chemical concoction goes boom... then he bites Tad's hand.



Next up is gym class, where we meet Coach Franklin Stein... ay yai yai.  Guess he got some time away from S.H.A.D.E.!



Tad mentions that the Coach, who is most definitely not Frankenstein, bears a striking resemblance to... Frankenstein, and gets thrown through a wall for his sass.  What's more, he's then sent to the Principal's office for destroying school property... wonk wonk.



It's here that we meet the Principal... who, if ya can believe it, sleeps in a casket.  Shocking, right?  Well, this is the "friendly Principal" Dr. Van Pyre!  They chat a bit, and I think the Doc sees the lad as a lost cause... his advice (which I didn't realize was solicited) is to avoid the Cafe Go-Go-Ghoul.  Hmm...



As Tad leaves the school, one of the swingin' kittens (Lisa) approaches.  She suggests that under his Square facade lies the heart of a party animal.  He isn't a fan of the "swingers", especially if they include her "ape like friend" Badger.  And so, she suggest he... go die!  For real.  Bob Hope is watching this play out from afar.



At this point, Badger saunters up... and I gotta say, he's dressed even nerdier than Tad.  He's like Thurston Howell the Third in a motorcycle helmet!  Anyhoo, He and Lisa proceed to beat up the poor nerd... then throw him into a fountain.  Bob almost intervenes, but his talking dog convinces him otherwise.



It's at this point that poor Tadwallader Jutefruce makes his stunning transformation.  His body is overcome with hipness and swingosity... he spins around like Wonder Woman, however instead of becoming an Amazon Princess, he becomes... Austin Powers?



Why of course not, he becomes the Sickest Super-Hero of 'em All... Super-Hip!  With his battle-cry "Down With Lawrence Welk!" he and his Super-Guitar take to the skies of... er, Los Angeles, I suppose.  I don't think Bob Hope lives in Gotham.



Super-Hip sees the target of his scorn... the rat himself, Badger!  He transforms into... a pair of clippers, and gives ol' Badger a Legion of Doom haircut.  It looks ridiculous, though, he might do a better job than Wonder Woman's stylist.



Super-Hip ain't done yet... next he transforms into Root Cream Oil... then a can of whipped cream... then an ice cream scoop... and finally a jar of maraschino cherries.  Ay yai yai.  I can't help but wonder why this guy never joined the Doom Patrol or something.  (That's a call-forward, by the way). 



Lisa runs up and is instantly in love... referring to Super-Hip as Fab! Marv! and Sensashe! (but, as the Hipster notes, she leaves out Stupend! Incred! and Fantast!).  She then tells him to... commit suicide.  What is with this woman?!  Bob Hope makes his entrance to... I dunno, hit on Lisa a bit?  Super-Hip transforms into a fan... and blows Bob's clothes off.



Super-Hip's next stop is the forbidden Cafe Go-Go-Ghoul... and lemme tell ya, it's quite a scene.  This is like those dancing scenes from Peanuts if we the gang had a pants full of ants.  Super-Hip rushes in and kisses all the swooning kittens.



The then hops on stages and begins crooning.  Outside, Badger and his buddy are staging a call to the police from a "Letitia Littleoldlady" to complain about the noises emanating from the cafe.



Inside the ghoulish faculty we met earlier... jeez, that was the same issue (?) show up to quiet the party.  Super-Hip wastes no time zapping them with his electric "Soopy" guitar... which causes them to all start cuttin' a rug... doin' the "Faculty Frug"!



At this point, the police have arrived... and wouldn'tcha know it, they're also susceptible to the Soopy-G.  It's not long before they're doing the... er, Patrolman Plotz?  No, no, no... that's clearly the "Law-Man Limbo".  Next Super-Hip makes another transformation... this time into a vacuum cleaner.  He sucks up Badger and his buddy before depositing them... out the back end (ew!) into a garbage can.



Our titanic tale ends the following morning.  Tad has no memory of his alter-ego... and in fact, swears to take him down!  Dun, dun, dunnn...



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Well, that was... weird, right?  Not out of the realm for our friend Arnold Drake.  I gotta say, the only thing that might have made this weirder is if our other friend Bob Haney was doing the dialogue!

I know I kinda poked fun at this throughout the synopsis... it's easy to do so when discussing a humor/comedy mag... but, damned if I didn't enjoy this.  Such weird fun... it almost felt like I had unearthed an ancient Young Animal book, except, ya know... without gratuitous use of the F-word.  Boy, I hope Young Animal is still a thing in the coming years, or that's going to be one horribly dated reference.

I mentioned above that it's a wonder that Super-Hip didn't wind up joining the Doom Patrol or something.  I know that these "Hollywood" books reside somewhere on the periphery of the DC Universe proper... but, would it surprise you if I were to tell you that Super-Hip actually made a couple of non-Bob Hope comic book appearances?  There were only the tiniest of handfuls, so let's not get too excited... but the most recent only occurred six years ago (!) in an issue of, you guessed it... Doom Patrol!  This is the pre-Flashpoint volume written by Keith Giffen.  Super-Hip is made out to be an old college buddy of Cliff Steele!  How cool is that?


From Doom Patrol (vol.5) #20 (May, 2011)
Words - Keith Giffen / Art - Matthew Clark

It makes me think we might not have seen the last of ol' Tad's alter-ego.  I'm tellin' ya, this would fit right at home at Young Animal!

For the story itself... it was silly.  It's what we've come to expect from a Silver-Age humor mag.  The dialogue was, well... super hip, and cheesy to 2017 eyes... and the art was really nice.  It was clean, Bob Hope was identifiable, really a nice mix of cartoony and comic booky.  Bob Oksner is a name I really didn't know before starting this blog (almost 500 days ago), but he's certainly on my radar now.

Overall, I'd tell ya to grab any of these DC-Hollywood books if you can find 'em on the cheap.  This one set me back a cool... dime, and I have no regrets.  I'd have probably paid at least twice that if I had to!  All kidding aside, this is definitely worth checking out.

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Saturday, June 10, 2017

Adventures of Jerry Lewis #105 (1968)


Adventures of Jerry Lewis #105 (March-April, 1968)
"Superman Meets Jerry"
Writer - Arnold Drake
Penciller - Bob Oksner
Letters - Ira Schnapp
Cover Price: $0.12

Now what's the best way to get over a week spent dealing with... The Darkness Within?  Well, I can think of no better way than to enjoy a nice lighthearted comedy-filled weekend, and so... here we are!

Today and tomorrow will feature coverage from a couple of DC's real-life comedians.  Today's Jerry Lewis, and for those following me on Twitter, you probably have a pretty good idea who's coming up tomorrow.

Figure it's a good time to cover some lighter books... we're presently sandwiched between #BestEventEver and... the Five-Hundredth Daily Post here at the humble blog!  If I'm not hit by a bus first, Post #500 will hit this Tuesday (June 13).

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We open with Uncle Jerry, nephew Renfrew and their, I dunno... kousekeeper (?) W. Kraft... the "W" stands for Witch, natch.  They're watching televised coverage of Superman fighting a "cosmic creature", which looks like a scrawny dragon... perhaps a variation on the DC villain I love to hate... "the nameless lizard man"... only with wings.  Initially I thought they were watching the George Reeves program, The Adventures of Superman, but no... they're actually watching the real-steel-deal here.  We know what that means, right?  This gets filed with my DC Universe titles!  Anyhoo, as they watch Renfrew and Jerry have a difficult time opening a bag of generic-brand potato chips.


We shift to the fight scene itself, where the news reporters comment that for the past three days Superman has done nothing but fight creatures from outer space.  Finally, the Man of Steel hurls an automobile at the beastie, and then... tears its head off!  Wow, that's pretty hardcore.  Of course, by now he'd already deduced that this was more machine than monster, so... no harm, no foul.  Elsewhere the monster-maker himself, Lex Luthor smiles... Superman has fallen right into his trap!


Ya see, that robot was stuffed with high quantities of a, get this, low-grade Kryptonite... probably the kind you get at the dollar store... which has now covered Superman's costume.  This will slowly, and will be unnoticeable until it's too late!  Lex intends to use his, heh, "Kryptonite Counter" to track Superman and find out his secret identity before he dies.  That's pretty sporting of ol' Lex, I mean, why not just put high-grade K in the robot and kill Superman on the spot?  Also, it turns out that Superman is already feeling the effects... 


... in fact, after slipping into a phone booth to change... he falls asleep!


Later on, he returns to work at the Daily Planet.  He's hopeful he'll get a minute or two to rest, however, Perry has different plans... Clark's going to have to take point covering a present crisis... the pre-teen jungle!  Ya see, teen-agers (with a hyphen) are currently the number-two public enemy (after China, of course).  Jimmy on the spot provides some hard data... and, lemme tell ya... it's pretty sobering.  Did you know... 72% of all parents of pre-teens are frightened of them?!  Did you know... 58% of music recordings are purchased by them?!  I mean, this is horrifying... 

 

Clark knows when he's beat... and he wouldn't want to have to forfeit his "Superman of America" membership card, so he agrees to visit with, who the Planet's computers have identified as... the most typical, average, representative pre-teen... Renfrew Whatshisface (maybe it's Lewis)?!  He rings their doorbell, which interrupts "fall cleaning".


Clark enters to see the house in shambles.  He introduces himself and informs Jerry that Renfrew is the most average, yadda yadda yadda.  Jerry's intrigued, and invites Clark to take a seat... if he can find one among the mess.  Jerry himself sits down on their destroyed television set... which is, unfortunately still plugged in.  Before he knows it, Jerry's seeing "the colors"... maaaaaaan.


As the "grown ups" chat, Renfrew goes about being an all-around nuisance... giving Clark a hot-foot, then dousing it with a pan of water... both things which, somehow... Clark feels!  But how could that be?!


Jerry guides a now-soaked Clark to the bathroom so he can get out of his wet duds.  He decides to stash the Superman costume at the bottom of the hamper... which, is probably a terrible idea.  Anyhoo, Jerry offers Clark some of his clothes to wear while his dry...


... and, wouldn'tcha know it, Jerry's maid Witch Kraft chooses right this moment to do some laundry!


She presents the costume to Jerry, who does... well, exactly what any of us would do in the same situation... tries that bad boy on!  I can't say he fills it out as good as Superman... or, hell... even as good as I would... least I have some roundness around the middle!


At this very moment, Clark's superpowers have started to return... remember, that low-grade K had covered his costume... with his costume off, the effects have lessened.  Anyhoo, he can see, via his x-ray vision that Lex Luthor (and a mook) has arrived.  After a quick turn of the head, Clark can see Jerry Lewis wearing his Superman costume!  Uh-oh... if he doesn't act fast... Jerry gon' die!  Unfortunately, while his x-ray vision has return... his super-speed and strength have not... Clark kayos himself trying to run through the wall.


In the bathroom, Lex starts threatening Jerry... to which, Jerry bites his (Lex's) finger, wraps him in the shower curtain, and runs away.  You'd think he really was Superman, until you realize he just left an armed man with an itchy trigger finger in the same house as his young nephew!  The whole thing's moot, however, Lex (and the mook) give chase, firing shots with every step... shots which are being deflected by the Superman costume!


Renfrew must have heard the gunshots, because he runs to Witch Kraft to inform her that Uncle Jerry's in a whole mess'a trouble.  Meanwhile, Clark comes to... and with the costume even further away, more powers have returned.  With the grace of a hippo on a lily-pad, he fumbles through the wall of the Lewis home.  Just then, Kraft and Renfrew have (already?) caught up with Lex and the mook... neither of whom have any qualms about unloading a gun in the direction of a woman and a child.


One of Lex's bullets hits Kraft's broom... remember, she's a witch... sending them both flying.  Kraft being an accidental altruist, takes the brunt of the landing.  Renfrew bounces off her belly, at which point, Clark has regained his powers... and flies through an entire city block to catch him.


We return to Jerry as he makes it to the junk yard... where he decides to "hide" under a tub full of potato soup?  Okay.  Well, the tub allegedly weighs 100 lbs., and Jerry lifted it without any trouble at all... how can that be?  Well, lucky for him, Clark Kent is hiding in a nearby tree performing some super-suction with pin-point accuracy... that is, until he sucks up a bird!


Anyhoo, by now Witch Kraft has come to... and has also arrived at the junk yard.  She whips up a mighty wind to send Luthor and the mook flying!  At the very same time, the feathers of the bird that Clark inhaled begin tickling his allergies... and so, he super-sneezes the thing right into Kraft's dome!  It's funny, half of Clark's sneeze is in the thought balloon... I gotta start sneezing like that!


With Kraft kayoed (again), Lex and the mook hit the ground.  In the distraction, Clark sucks the Superman costume off Jerry's body... and, yeah... I know how that sounded.  After catching it, he blows the Kryptonite dust off of it... and he's back in action, socking Lex in the mush before calling it a day.


Our tale concludes with Jerry reading the latest edition of the Daily Planet whose headline reads "Clark Kent, Star Reporter, Missing" (they use almost as many commas as I do!  Gotta work on their ellipseseses, tho)!


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Now this is where it's at!  The last time we discussed a Jerry Lewis book, it wasn't half as fun as this... it was actually, not all that great.  It's hard to really "critique" (if that's in fact what I do here) a comedy book... I've got a short-stack of old comedy and funny-animal books I'm really wanting to cover here... but, it's challenging to come up with with any sort of analysis besides saying "this was/wasn't funny".

Now this book... was pretty funny.  I'm about 100% positive that much of that had to do with the inclusion of Superman... I mean, sight gags are kind of a "thing" in this book... to see those gags happen to Superman (rather than Jerry) was a lot of fun.  I mean, we're used to seeing Jerry Lewis fumble and stumble... but Superman?  We actually saw Superman suck a bird in while using his super-breath!  How funny is that?  What's perhaps funnier is that... that sort of thing never happens... though, it probably ought to!

The storytelling device here was well used.  Having the costume riddled with low-grade K was a great idea, which facilitated the entire affair without feeling terribly gimmicky.  I joked about Lex going this route rather than just killing Superman... but, c'mon... this is the Silver Age... a time where Lex Luthor would build a billion dollar robot, just to steal a fifty-grand from a bank.  I think we can allow this.

Anyone whose read this blog for an extended period of time (or has lucked upon just the right posts) knows that I am a big fan of "lore".  I love the concepts of inter-connectivity, continuity, and world-building.  Seeing Jerry Lewis as being an actual part of the DC Universe... even if it's just "here and again" makes me so much happier than it should.  I mean, this counts as an official appearance of Superman.  If we were to chronologically index every "canonical" appearance, this would be among them (at least if you ask me)!  Love it.

My main take away from this issue is... damn, now I gotta track down the Flash Meets Jerry, Wonder Woman Meets Jerry and Batman and Robin Meet Jerry issues... and I'm sure at least one'a those ain't coming cheap!  I can't say with 100% certainty that this hasn't been collected in trade... but I really doubt it.  If you happen across this one for a few bucks, I'd say snag it.  If you happen across the other "Jerry Meets..." comics for a few bucks, er... lemme know!

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