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Post by MDG on Nov 1, 2020 11:18:36 GMT -5
The Brave and the Bold #72 (July 1967) "Phantom Flash, Cosmic Traitor!"
Author: Bob Haney Artist: Carmine Infantino Just want to mention that this issue is inked by long-time Blackhawk artist Chuck Cuidera, who does a very nice job.
Also, I wonder if the Earth 2 mention was stuck in by Julie at the last minute. IIRC, the passers-by don;t seem confused by a "different" Flash and if Haney was aware that Flash and the Spectre were on different earths, it would seem likely he'd build the story around that somehow.
Also: one of my favorite covers.
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Post by MWGallaher on Nov 2, 2020 9:39:26 GMT -5
I agree with MDG--that first-panel acknowledgment of Earth-II is probably a post-script insert; not only do the citizens of Central City of Earth-II (wait, wasn't Keystone City the Earth-II equivalent of Central?) recognize Barry Allen's Flash, but the Ghost Pilot's plan appears to have relied on trapping the Flash, and he makes no indication the this wasn't the "Flash" he was expecting. The story has some interesting ideas, but it's pretty much a pure Spectre story. The Flash role could have been filled by almost any superhero character, or even a random guy off the street, since he spends most of the issue as a transformed phantom capable of taking on The Spectre.
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 2, 2020 12:25:21 GMT -5
The Brave and the Bold #72 (July 1967) "Phantom Flash, Cosmic Traitor!"
Author: Bob Haney Artist: Carmine Infantino Just want to mention that this issue is inked by long-time Blackhawk artist Chuck Cuidera, who does a very nice job.
Also, I wonder if the Earth 2 mention was stuck in by Julie at the last minute. IIRC, the passers-by don;t seem confused by a "different" Flash and if Haney was aware that Flash and the Spectre were on different earths, it would seem likely he'd build the story around that somehow.
Also: one of my favorite covers.
You know, though I had seen this cover before - and it is great - I had never read the story until now. I think I had dismissed it as 'Giant Astral Beings Pummel One Another for Some Fate of the Universe Something or Other Thing' but now, I can't help but think how down to earth it was in a way. There's no cosmic being intent on ruling the universe using these two heroes as pawns, but a bitter, sort of wronged individual trying to settle a score from 50 years past. Sure, The Ghost Pilot is a spectral being himself, but his intentions, emotions, goal are all too human and recognizable - he isn't some alien being motivated by capturing some cosmic stones or something which I would have thought more likely based on the nature of this cover. The spectral dogfight in space is out there of course, but this is still a story grounded in human emotions.
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 2, 2020 12:34:46 GMT -5
I agree with MDG--that first-panel acknowledgment of Earth-II is probably a post-script insert; not only do the citizens of Central City of Earth-II (wait, wasn't Keystone City the Earth-II equivalent of Central?) recognize Barry Allen's Flash, but the Ghost Pilot's plan appears to have relied on trapping the Flash, and he makes no indication the this wasn't the "Flash" he was expecting. The story has some interesting ideas, but it's pretty much a pure Spectre story. The Flash role could have been filled by almost any superhero character, or even a random guy off the street, since he spends most of the issue as a transformed phantom capable of taking on The Spectre. I'll have to agree with this. The average comic book average guy certainly does get used to things surprisingly quickly - "It's raining miniature Supermans and my dog has been changed into a brontosaurus! I suppose Superman's 5th dimensional foe Mr. Mxyzptlk is back again after being tricked into saying his name backwards! Well, time for breakfast!" - but you'd think we'd at least get a "It's The Flash! Did he change his outfit?" at least out of somebody here.
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 7, 2020 21:04:04 GMT -5
Brave and the Bold #75 (January 1968) "The Grasp of Shahn-Zi!"
Author: Bob Haney Artist: Ross Andru "But how long can you hold me, upstart? A thousand years have taught me a thousand tricks... a thousand strategems! Sooner or later, I shall break free!" Synopsis: Chinese New Year's kicks off in Gotham's Chinatown with a surprise appearance from none other than Batman himself. Appropriately enough, since the bat is apparently the symbol of this new year. So Batman swings unto the scene, shakes the hand of Chinatown's unofficial "Mayor" Bill Loo, and comments upon how modern the area has quickly become. The festivities with the "Mayor's" son playing electric guitar against the backdrop of Mod looking go-go dancers certainly bears this out. But despite Batman grinning like an idiot throughout the evening (picture the unashamed ear-to-ear grin expression found on a fourth grader's yearbook photo) not all present are happy with recent developments. "Insolent one! Nothing changes! The old ways -- the old power -- the ancient mastery -- remain forever!" And with that, this strange, cloaked figure slinks off into a nearby empty warehouse where he - with "this water of the Yellow River" poured onto "The Wheel of Ming" (a wooden facsimile of a water wheel) - arranges to project himself into the festival where he announces himself as "The River Lord". With the older partygoers immediately bowing their heads in reverence to this man (aka "My Lord Shan-Zi") it seems as if his dramatic entrance wasn't quite so dramatic considering his seemingly vaunted reputation. Certainly, it pales in comparison to what happens next. Growing to incredible size, Shahn-Zi casts a spell which creates a transparent barrier around Chinatown "which cannot be passed by mortals!" And this is only the start of what he promises to be a 1,000 year rule. But since a giant barrier cast around Chinatown is hard to keep secret, Commissioner Gordon soon enters the scene and he's brought with him a fellow officer courtesy of Gateway City here to learn how the GCPD gets things done - Detective Jim Corrigan himself. As Batman confirms to his satisfaction that the barrier cannot be breached from within with a solid punch, Gordon orders his men to ram the shield with one of their specially designed riot wagons. When this attempt (spurred on as much by a desire to penetrate the barrier as it is to show what a "young fellow" such as Corrigan can learn from "an old pro" as Gordon) and an another to fly a helicopter into the area fails, Corrigan sneaks away to confer with and summon The Spectre. "The smell of evil is on that wall -- the dark forces are threatening again! This wall -- it's incredible! Only some master of necromancy and incalculable cunning could have created it!" Bidding his other half farewell, The Spectre passes through the barrier - an achievement which doesn't go unnoticed by Shahn-Zi who transforms into a rat and sneaks into Bill Loo's office where he presents the "Mayor" with an ultimatum. "A thousand years have I lived -- but now my time is short! I shall die soon... therefore, a new Shahn-Zi must take my place! I have chosen mu successor... your son!" Of course, this is more an ultimatum for Loo's son Danny who must "willingly" accept this position, but "Mayor" Bill makes it clear that he has no intention of letting this happen. Adopting the form of a snake as he makes his disappearance through a window, Shahn-Zi's proposition is left with Loo who relays it to Batman as he swings into the room through the window opposite the one the villain left. "Keep your chin up, Bill... as long as the old Bat-Guy can still swing on a rope, we're not licked!" Still, Batman is forced to admit to himself that he isn't quite sure what he can accomplish against a being of Shahn-Zi's magnitude. Thankfully, the odds are about to become a little more favorable as The Spectre streaks through the sky. Sensing that his "astral emanations are everywhere", the grim ghost divides himself into five copies to follow the different tracks he is detecting. Coming across Shahn-Zi disguised as a dog, one of these forms offers the fiend with an ultimatum of his own. "I am called The Spectre, and my power is formidable! I order you to remove that wall or feel those powers!" Naturally, Shahn-Zi refuses and grapples with his new enemy who, having divided himself so, is not as powerful as his whole self would be. Things look dire for our hero when Shahn-Zi prepares to toss The Spectre into the wall he's created with the ghost acknowledging that should his discarnate body touch the barrier in his weakened state, it would be the end for him. Summoning his splintered selves to reform, the disparate Spectres arrive just in time to give the unified hero the strength he needs to stop short of hitting the wall at the last second. Another bit of good news arrives for our champion when he discovers that Batman was trapped within the barrier when it was erected and now offers his aid against this menace. Unfortunately, it doesn't look as if he's going to be much help when Shahn-Zi flings him through the air (he catches a flagpole and saves himself) and turns his attention once more to The Spectre. The pair do battle in giant sized form with Shahn-Zi taking on the appearance of a multi-headed snake while Spec turns the fire they breathe to ice with his cape. It seems like a pretty evenly balanced match until The Spectre is carried aloft by a pagoda with no end to his journey in sight. Salvation comes in the form of a grapnel hook with Batman at the other end pulling him to safety. As it turns out, Shahn-Zi's contact with the cowled crimefighter had the unanticipated benefit of transferring some of his power to his adversary making such a feat of strength possible. Still, one person remains unconvinced of the pair's chances against Shahn-Zi and even as The Spectre and Batman discuss their situation, he is setting his own plan in motion. The pounding of a ceremonial drum draws the attention of the duo who watch aghast as Bill Loo leads a procession with his son in tow all as part of their decision to give in to Shahn-Zi's demand. Danny offers his reasoning as such: "I may be a swinger, Batman, but like all Chinese-American children, I respect and obey my honorable father! It's a bad gig -- but Chinatown must be free again!" But even as "Mayor" Bill accepts the disgust his act of cowardice must bring to the hearts of The Spectre and Batman with a humble bow, he leaves a clue in the form of a dropped fortune cookie. Contained therein, is a message informing the two heroes where Danny is to meet Shahn-Zi. Which is... not clear exactly. "Deserted ruins", a "certain spot", is about as clear as the text makes it. Nevertheless, Danny is met by Shahn-Zi in lizard form who attempts to hypnotize the teen. The ritual is interrupted by Batman who leaps from out of a nearby drum in an attempt to grab his foe while still in lizard form since Shahn-Zi is vulnerable in this state. Unfortunately, the Gotham Guardian is just too late and Shahn-Zi takes his leave and with it, Danny. Spotting a disturbed manhole cover, Batman and The Spectre give chase and split up. Locating Shahn-Zi first, Batman - with whatever added strength he acquired earlier from the scallywag having now dissipated - is easily captured as his foe grows his arm and hand to enormous size and pins the hero against the wall (replicating the scene adorning this cover, incidentally). The Spectre materializes through the wall announcing that Batman was merely bait for Shahn-Zi (though whether or not the Dark knight Detective was aware of this isn't clear - it actually seems as if it wasn't) and makes his attack while instructing his partner to locate Danny Loo. Finding the lad in an abandoned warehouse as he attempts to replicate (or complete) the ritual performed at the start of this tale by Shahn-Zi when he poured water from "The Yellow River" (yeech) onto a water wheel, a well thrown batarang smashes the device and breaks the spell just as The Spectre is on the verge of reaching "the disintegration point" which is depicted exactly the way you'd think it would be. With the spell broken however, Shahn-Zi disappears as does his wall and things return to normal. The Spectre and Batman return Danny to Bill with the Caped Crusader proudly remarking, "If there's ever a 'Year of The Spectre', it'll get my vote. Thoughts: Beneath a forbidding Neal Adams cover featuring a rather pissed off looking Batman, there reads a tale of a masked manhunter who makes an entrance by ripping off the gaudy giftwrap he's covered himself in as if he's jumping out of a birthday cake; who, with hound dog eyes, grins from ear to ear while basking in the applause of an awestruck audience; and who refers to himself as "Bat-Guy". Such is the trademark of a Bob Haney Batman tale. I remember hearing someone once describe Abraham Lincoln's voice as very high and shrill, that when you heard it for the first time, you were taken aback by its peculiarities, but after a short while, you found yourself thinking not "why does he sound like that", but "why doesn't everyone speak like that"? That's sort of where I can't help but stand with Haney's Batman. It's the swinging 60's and Haney lets you know it whenever he can. From references made to the modern revamping of Chinatown to Danny playing an electric guitar to Batman being treated more as a celebrity than as a crimefighter even the aggressive authoritarian personality which Commissioner Gordon has been lumbered with as he displays an unusual amount of machismo when he endangers his own men so can stubbornly ram a riot wagon into Shahn-Zi's barrier over and over again while shaking his fist in the air. I know that the police weren't exactly popular with a lot of kids in the 60's, but it's still strange to see Gordon suffer for this. Jim Corrigan is used so briefly however, that his standing with the police force never comes into question. In fact, though he assures The Spectre that "I'll see what I can do outside here!" after conferring with his other half when the latter breaks the force shield, he doesn't pop up again thereafter. Kind of a shame, but it's hard to figure what he could have contributed to this adventure. The Spectre splits off into five different copies - a trick which goes all the way back to Corrigan's debut when he did the same against "Gat" Benson. That doing so also means dividing his powers between so many "Spectres" neatly explains why it isn't a trick we see more often. He also doesn't seem too hesitant to use Batman as bait when tracking Shahn-Zi in the sewers. "As I hoped -- using Batman for bait lured you out!" While it has already been established that their foe could be listening in at any time to their conversations and that such a plan therefore risked detection if discussed beforehand, it still seems like a cheap thing to do. Still, it effectively illustrates the raised stakes at play here that The Spectre finds it necessary to take such a risk. Good thing we're dealing with a Batman who takes things in stride. While the script does acknowledge that Batman is a bit out of his realm here, Haney deserves credit for setting things up so that his crucial contribution in being the one to sound Shahn-Zi's death knell isn't contrived. Having a human agent sneak in and attack the powerful God where he's most vulnerable while The Spectre goes after him on the villain's own playing field works well especially since it's been established that a being as powerful as Shahn-Zi would likely know if someone were going after his protege if he weren't being distracted by someone else. Of course, this is exactly the sort of relationship The Spectre should be having with Jim Corrigan, but, hey, it's Haney's idea and it's for a Batman team-up comic, so what can you do? Would have been nice had Haney developed Bill and Danny Loo a little more. Sure, they're not the stars of this comic, but a father handing his son over to a demon God with only the faintest hope of defeating him surely deserves some attention. Finally, there are no half-hearted attempts to explain how The Spectre could be on Earth-One if he's from Earth-Two. Haney, thankfully, doesn't broach the subject and I think it's safe to assume that The Spectre resides on both worlds should you need an explanation. Unless of course, the GCPD is capable of transferring police officers from Earth-Two. Interestingly, Shahn-Zi and Danny Loo apparently return in Brave and the Bold 1#37 when Haney will revisit these characters in that issue's Batman/Demon team-up. I'm sure I'll check it someday, but up next, The Spectre #1...
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 12, 2020 21:37:55 GMT -5
The Spectre #1 (Dec. 1967) "The Sinister Lives of Captain Skull!""Meet Jim Corrigan, who "died" long ago, yet whose earth-bound spirit -- The Spectre -- still roams the world, seeking out and eliminating evil in the name of good."Author: Gardner Fox Artist: Murphy Anderson Synopsis: As U.S. Ambassador Joseph Clanton's life hangs in the balance following an assassination attempt, so too does the fate of the world. While being treated with an experimental and untested anesthetic, the world waits to hear word of Clanton's progress. The Ambassador, who was scheduled to represent the States at a World Treaty Meeting in Switzerland when he was shot in Gateway City by a since gunned down assailant, doesn't seem to have much hope for survival given reports that "the bullet in his head is inoperable". But these sombre and tense moments soon descend into a quickly paced farce when, from out of the operating room, races a pony-tailed giant of man (maybe seven feet tall so pretty short for the villain of a Spectre tale) spouting all sorts of 'Shiver Me Timbers' pirate speech as he forces his way out of the hospital ("Hoist anchor, ye lubbers! I'm charting my course right through you all!"). Adding to the confusion, Joseph Clanton is gone. So the Pirate gets to the streets, steals a Pirate outfit from a costume shop whose owner flags down a passing squad car driven by Jim Corrigan, gets into a car, speeds off, and Corrigan gives chase. Corrigan shoots out one of the Pirate's tires, the tire reinflates, and continues its path towards a statue honoring "Gateway City's Spanish American war hero -- Rough Rider Bucko Benjamin". Rueing the fact that The Spectre is off on "a mission to one of those mystic realms of his", Corrigan decides that he stands a fairly good chance at apprehending his quarry despite watching as he rips the iron fence surrounding the statue apart with his bare hands. Though Corrigan manages to buy himself some time with judo tricks, it's pretty obvious that he's outmatched by his superpowered assailant who, lo and behold, can also fly. Thankfully, The Spectre arrives in time and takes over. Unfortunately, he discovers that the pirate - who calls himself 'Cap'n Skull' - is composed of "a force of such eerie quality -- that it weakens my own Spectral power!". So, The Spectre can't touch Captain Skull without risking destruction which certainly doesn't bode well for the encounter. Such a realisation also leads to my favorite line in the story: "Maybe -- with Spectral luck -- I can bash him into unconsciousness -- with this tree!" Yes, The Spectre draws upon his arcane knowledge of the spectral realm to come to conclusion that the best weapon to use against this mystical adversary is to "bash him into unconsciousness -- with this tree". Alright, so The Spectre uproots a tree and begins to wield like a club, but Captain Skull spins his sword around with such ferocious speed that it turns the instrument into splinters. Recognizing that his sword is made from the same energy as his body, the threat of even a pinprick from the weapon would mean disaster for our hero. Fashioning a sword of his own from out of the ether, the two duel with Captain Skull creating an unfair advantage by materializing a second sword to keep his opponent busy as he returns to the purpose of his visit to this park - digging up an old treasure chest located beneath the statue of Bucko Benjamin. Finding the treasure, Captain Skull runs off as The Spectre uses the statue's own sword to shatter the ghostly one which has kept him too busy from tracking down his challenger. With no leads to go on, Spec reconvenes with his other half, Jim Corrigan. Discussing the matter, The Spectre concludes that Captain Skull is none other than Clanton, but to be certain, he visits "The Astra-dimensions -- where are to be found the answers to many perplexing problems!" So to this mystic realm of bright, sparkling lights goes The Spectre who listens as a disembodied voice advises the visitor that when Clanton was exposed to that experimental anesthetic, the psychic self of his ancestor Captain Skull was wrenched from the past, bombarded by "megacyclic forces" as it made the journey to 1967, and developed the powers needed to transform his features and perform the feats he has proven capable of here in the present. Researching the subject on his end, Corrigan learns that Skull lived from 1710 until 1764 and operated in the Carolina Sea off the coast of Carolina. The two compare notes that evening. The next day, Captain Skull attempts to hijack a plane while floating in mid-air. The Spectre shows up and the two engage in battle under the same terms as before - Spec wants to stop him, but can't touch the pirate due to his "deadly megacyclic energy". The Spectre flaps his cloak at his foe which results in Skull being pulled into a temporal vortex transporting the pirate back to the year 1751 - the very year in which he buried the treasure he dug up towards the start of this yarn. Skull makes a run for it by vacating Clanton's body which reverts to its normal form and whips up enough megacyclic energy to pull both himself and The Spectre further back in time. "I lived here -- centuries ago -- when I was the robber baron, Sir Guy the Cruel", announces Skull as the pair arrive at some point in the medieval era where in this form, Skull orders his men to attack a castle. With arrows he's enabled to pass through the stone walls of the castle, the men appear to be on the verge of victory as The Spectre wonders how he can attack a foe he cannot touch. Possessing the man charging directly behind Sir Guy, The Spectre dazes his enemy with a blow to the head courtesy of a mace charged with megacyclic energy. Because the mace was "made safe for his followers to handle", the megacyclic energy doesn't harm The Spectre so he's now able to become The Spectre again and grab the spirit of Captain Skull even though doing so before would have destroyed him but now because the megacyclic energy is in a "weakened state" - look, I'm not going to pretend to understand any of this, it's just what happens, ok? So The Spectre attempts to return Skull to his proper period in time, but his adversary recovers in time to escape once more into the past. Arriving at Rome's colosseum during the second century, Skull possesses another of his ancestors - the Emperor Commodus as he fights in battle. The Spectre drives Skull out of his body by bringing a lightning bolt down unto the net his opponent is attempting to subdue him with and yet again, Skull flees into the era of Greek mythology (though, perhaps since this is the DC Universe, what is mythology to us was ancient history to them) where he becomes Paris, Prince of Troy. Attacking Paris without touching him by releasing a fissure of natural gas nearby his figure just as history decrees that he is to be brought down by an arrow fired by Philoctetes, The Spectre manages to again drag him into the time vortex. Countering his attempt to overcome him, Skull's spirit "summons up the very motes of time [and] hurls them at the astral avenger!". Using cosmic winds to summon even more motes of time (which, The Spectre informs the reader "could rend and rip my spectral being into nothingness"), things don't look good for our champion who responds by stretching "millions -- billions of light years into space" until he comes into contact with a Quasar which is the source of megacyclic power. Because the energy isn't being manipulated by an evil mind, The Spectre can touch this power soruce without fear of harm and empowers himself so much that a punch to the jaw sends Captain Skull reeling back to his own body in 1751 where this time, he'll stay put. In 1967, Jim Corrigan and The Spectre watch a TV report announcing the success of the now fully recovered Joseph Clanton. Thoughts: After three appearances in Showcase, two appearances in Justice League of America integrating him into the wider DC Universe and exposing him to a wider audience, and one appearance in Brave and the Bold (the Batman team-up came out after this issue though I reviewed it first) The Spectre finally gets his own title. It's a distinction which no other former JSA member will receive during this era and while DC released a Plastic Man comic the year before, that title couldn't really boast that things would be picking up where that series left off since it made it clear that it was embracing the 'Mod' look and with it, a new, hipper, younger PM. In other words, out of all the characters who could have either been revived or had been revived and been granted their own series, The Spectre was selected for that special glory and he wouldn't even have to undergo a make-over to receive it. And this is what we get. If Captain Skull doesn't sound too bad, too hokey, too obnoxious, it's probably because I've spared you from having to read most of his painfully cheesy dialogue. "Hoist anchor, ye lubbers! I'm charting my course right through you all!" "Dash my timbers! I must be in Fiddler's Green -- everything's so changed! Avast, ye swabs -- out of my way! I've got to haul in my lines and go about with the wind!" And that's only in his first two panels. "There's a land crab aft of my stern! Bah! I'll drop him by freshening the way!" "Why, ye unmannerly swab! Raise fist to Cap'n Skull, will 'ee? You're jarrin' my compass -- so rig in your booms and be off with ee!" "Swallow anchor, ye sea swabber! You've fallen foul of me now!" And on and on and on... Did pirates really talk this much? Every single word is designed to remind us that Captain Skull is a pirate - why? I mean, Jim Corrigan's speech isn't peppered with references to hamburgers, Lyndon Johnson, and The Lovin' Spoonful so why all this "If I had a deck under my boots, I'd keelhaul ye -- hang ee from the highest yardarm!" jibber-jabber? I probably wouldn't mind so much expect for the fact that it seems that this is all the originality Fox intends to bring to his story. From here it's your typical endless "I'll hit you with this fist", "Well I'll hit you with this rock", "Well I'll hit you with this tree" formula which already seems mandatory for a silver age Spectre tale and we're only into his first issue. Worse still, it's a formula without rules or logic. Megacyclic energy is just mumbo-jumbo and depending upon how many pages the story has left to go, might affect The Spectre and it might not; "Motes of time" can harm him, but he's capable of stretching "millions -- billions of light years into space"; and just what is Captain Skull after anyway? What does digging up his treasure in 1967 accomplish or hi-jacking an airplane for that matter? 'Formula' becomes too kind a word to describe what Fox is following here when you see that he's repeating his whole 'The Spectre battles his opponent' across various time periods schtick from Showcase #64 - just one Gardner Fox story earlier if you discount the two-part Justice League tale. It's as of Fox thinks that having The Spectre lament his inability to touch his opponent on one page is a completely different scenario from his lamenting his inability to touch his opponent on the next so long as said opponent goes from being clean-shaven in the 17th century to having mutton-chops in the 16th. Fox's repetition provides not only a sluggish start to his story but a draining finish as well. There are bits and pieces in the middle which tease the reader with a promise of something more - The Mystic Realm communicating with The Spectre in the form of flashes of light; an Ambassador fighting a life and death struggle as the fate of the world hangs by a thread; Corrigan researching Captain Skull through the down-to-Earth medium of history books as The Spectre tries a more esoteric approach - but none of this leads anywhere. Like Corrigan having to figure out how to deal with Mona Marcy in Showcase #64 after Ace Chance made a mess of things with his life, here we have intriguing ideas which Fox dismisses so he can continue with his paint-by-numbers approach to writing. There's potential in his ideas, but little chance of exploration. It's too bad since Murphy Anderson's artwork is top-notch once again, but simply wasted here. With Neal Adams taking over next issue, I fear that this is the last we'll see of him. It's a shame - Anderson with his ominous looking Spectre moodily surveying the city, his little tip of the hat to Bernard Baily with his penchant for depicting The Spectre's iris' as tiny skulls, and even as M.W. Gallaher theorized previously, his incorporating The Spectre's image into his logo - all make clear that Anderson understands the character and his milieu. It's too bad that Fox doesn't.
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 18, 2020 14:07:57 GMT -5
The Spectre #2 (Feb. 1968) "Die, Spectre -- Again!"
Writer: Gardner Fox Artist: Neal Adams "Ah! A bouquet of flowers up my sleeve -- bearing the sweet smell of -- defeat -- for The Spectre!"Synopsis: An attempted robbery victim gets the upper-hand on mugger/stage magician Dirk Rawley and proceeds to turn his would-assailant's revolver on the now cowering criminal. Rawley is saved when a faceless man sucker punches the passerby and introduces himself as "your etheric self". Slowly, the man's blank features morph into that of Rawley's who listens stunned as his other self explains: "Your emotional state - brought about by the intense fear of being killed - has at long last released the etheric body which has always been a part of you! I breathe! I live! Farewell for now, Dirk Rawley! I go to the ancient, demon-haunted town of Arkham -- to bathe in the evil emanations which form a vicious vortex there, and gather strength! But -- we shall meet -- again!" Alright, so you're going to be hearing "etheric body" a lot during this review, so just is an "etheric body"? As The Spectre will later explain to Jim Corrigan - "It's a spirit counterpart of the huma body which it resembles -- and usually subject to the commands of its physical double! By changing its density, an etheric double can pass through solid walls - yet keep itself solid enough to pick up tangible objects! By surrounding these solid objects with its aura, it is able to transport them through walls!" That bit about keeping "itself solid enough to pick up tangible objects" turns out to be crucial to this ethereal being's comings and goings for it explains how the vault of a Gateway City bank and later, a gem collection whose seal still remains unbroken despite the loss of what it was meant to proect, could be robbed seemingly without effort. Of course, Detective-Captain Jim Corrigan investigating these "impossible crimes" doesn't know any of these supernatural details yet. Besides, he has a date with Mona Marcy. For this reason, when The Spectre shows up that evening to "restore my psychic energies within you", Corrigan suggests that he doesn't overstay his welcome seeing as how he'd likely some privacy with his date. Interestingly, we do learn - or at least get confirmation - that Corrigan doesn't actually have to verbally tell Spectre anything for his other self to learn details the lawman is privy to. "I should have told my other self about the "impossible crimes" case -- but while he's inside me he'll find out about it quickly enough!" Good thing too, for even as Corrigan focuses his attention on what he thinks is an unrelated matter - introducing Mona to magician, Dirk Rawley at the ball they're attending - The Spectre perceives the hand of a spirit being in the recent spate of Impossible Crimes. Arriving within the vault of The Gateway Bank to look for any clues still emanating from the scene of the crime, The Spectre finds the lingering residue of "sinister energies" a potent enough threat to literally tear him apart should he not break free at once. This accomplished, our hero heads to crime location #2 - that of The Soames Mansion where the contents of jewelled chest were absconded with by his unknown enemy. With the energies here not as powerful as at the bank, The Spectre manages to follow the psychic trail left by the culprit behind these robberies and traces it to a museum where he finds the criminal's latest robbery already in progress. Recognizing the blaggard as the stage magician from the ball, The Spectre flies into action but discovers that Rawley's twin's stay in Arkham has only enhanced his abilities. Countering with violent attacks of energy as well as common magic tricks with an "etheric energy" twist - a giant rabbit, a bouquet of flowers, a giant deck of cards which becomes animated and malicious in its intentions towards the grim ghost - the doppelganger manages to escape The Spectre with the goods he came to pillage. The Spectre returns to Corrigan's home where he fills his partner in on the details. When Corrigan expresses skepticism at the notion that the same man he saw perform at his ball could have simultaneously battled The Spectre elsewhere, the grim ghost fills his partner in on the explanation cited earlier in this review which brings forth a different concern: "How do we stop this spook crook?" The Spectre's best guess? If Corrigan hits Rawley's physical body at the same moment that The Spectre hits his etheric one, they might successfully "'knock' it out of existence". The pair gets their chance soon after when Mona invites Corrigan to a charity dinner where Rawley is scheduled to perform. Thinking it likely that the magician will use his public appearance as an alibi for another robbery elsewhere, both the detective-captain and The Spectre are on their guard. Sending a mental message to Corrigan advising him to strike on his command, The Spectre locates Rawley's etheric self in the west end as he attempts to rob a jewelry store as he prepares to do the same. However, the sight of Jim Corrigan rushing the stage to attack the evening's entertainment doesn't make for good optics ("He's run amok!") and the officer is prevented from carrying out his mission by concerned waiters and patrons. On top of that, Rawley promises to prefer charges for his attempted assault. Things backfire on The Spectre who finds that Rawley's other half has prepared for his arrival with a ruby designed to trap his very being. The villain leaves the gem in the store as he returns to Arkham to bathe in evil energy thus restoring his energies. Meanwhile, by shifting his body violently within the ruby, The Spectre manages to roll towards a diamond dropped by the crook as he made his leave. Scratching the jewel which contains him succeeds in creating just enough of a weak spot that by propping his makeshift prison up against a nearby radiator, The Spectre manages to break free and locate Jim Corrigan... ...just as he's turning in his badge. So Corrigan has been suspended and Rawley is going to make it difficult for the pair to time their simultaneous attack from here on out. Sure enough, Corrigan trails his prey for a couple of days before finding a possible opening for an attack when he spots Rawley entering an amusement park. Knowing that something is up given the way Rawley keeps looking at his watch, Corrigan determines that when Rawley enters the parks 'Airplane Ride' and boards one of the 'jets' designed to spin overhead, his cue has arrived. The only question is, how can he reach Rawley when he's spinning around and around overhead at such a great speed? Corrigan had better think fast since The Spectre's telepathic message informs him that he's about to come into contact with his etheric self. "All set, Jim? I'll give you a twenty second countdown! At zero... hit him hard!" Remembering that he has a friend in the park and that this friend runs the 'Human Canonnball' ride, Corrigan manages to be fired from the contraption (which he's instructed his pal to aim at the Airplane ride) and slug Rawley on the jaw just as The Spectre does the same with his other self elsewhere in the city. With both Rawleys incapicitated, The Spectre imprisons his etheric body in Arkham under a shield of "goodness" while Corrigan turns his human form over to the police. When asked if he has any evidence of his complicity in these crimes, The Spectre shows up and presents the missing goods. When it's pointed out that there's nothing to connect Rawley with these stolen items, The Spectre brings Hubert Desmond into the room. Who's Hubert Desmond? He's the man who Rawley attempted to rob at the start of this tale and you can bet that he's willing to testify against the fiend. How can we know for sure that Desmond has positively identified his assailant? By the fact that Rawley is wearing a watch inscribed to Desmond. Corrigan is cleared and The Spectre echoes his sentiments that not all of their cases are as difficult as this one. Thoughts: It's nice to see that Fox has found a suitable means by which he can focus as much attention on Corrigan as he can on The Spectre. While The Spectre's world may be old hat to him, it becomes all the more unusual and intriguing when viewed through the lens of someone unaccustomed to such matters - ie. Corrigan. And while there is nothing in those early More Fun tales which indicate that Corrigan and The Spectre are supposed to be two separate entities, if Fox is going to take that route, then I think he should play up their differences wherever he can. Despite presenting Corrigan back in Showcase #60 as the one longing for the days when he could transform into The Spectre, Fox neatly illustrates that it is the lawman who tends to get the short end of the stick in this relationship. I like how while Corrigan tells The Spectre "all I had to do is say Dirk Rawley's body etheric body was out robbing for him while his physical body was here -- and they'd throw me in the looney bin!" The Spectre is able to tell the police commissioner precisely that (as he materializes through a wall) and the only complaint directed his way is "well, I believe you, but a jury wouldn't". I'd still like to know just how The Spectre came to work with the police if for no other reason than it might shed light on why Corrigan would look crazy if he starts yapping about etheric spirits and The Spectre doesn't. Even little details such as having The Spectre shoving Corrigan aside in bed with a "now let's both get some sleep" as Corrigan clearly looks put out is an amusing touch. Neal Adams has continued Murphy Anderson's penchant for depicting The Spectre as lounging about when in conference with Corrigan. Grant Morrison once remarked that despite images to the contrary, a being of Superman's might would be unlikely to stand around with his chest puffed out and muscles flexed since his powers and invulnerability would negate for such a defensive stance. I like that this has been acknowledged with The Spectre as well. He doesn't need to be on the look-out - his life is one battle after another and such a character should appreciate his downtime whenever he can find a few minutes to spare. By contrast, it's Corrigan who comes across as tense as he has to wonder how to extricate himself from jams which might be a plaything to The Spectre but seem impossible to your average joe. The Spectre's indifference to his partner's problems - "How am I supposed to strike a guy who's spinning around and around 100 feet in the air?", "That's your problem, Jim! I'll give you twenty seconds to think of something!" - comes across as realistically callous - I mean, if you had to zip across the city, do battle with powerful sorcerers, fight your way out of a ruby, would you want to hear the relatively trivial concerns of some ordinary human? I did notice though, what seems to be a hastily added seatbelt drawn across The Spectre's chest as he rides in Corrigan's vehicle as if someone thought it less than prudent to have the good guy - even if he is The Spectre - not be shown taking such a precaution while driving. It's also nice to see the return of Mona Marcy though with this being Fox's last issue on the title, I can't imagine we'll be seeing her again especially since he does nothing with the character to warrant a reason future writers would want to use her again. The superhero's girlfriend has always been one of those tropes I've never understood why anyone should care about, but since it presented an opening for a writer to do something with Corrigan I liked that it was there as an option. Hopefully, we'll get more of the Captain-Detective regardless of his love-life from here on out. Once again, The Spectre comes up against an opponent who, on his own merits, is more powerful than he. It's been a recurrent theme - in fact, the norm - since the early days of the strip and while it's understandable that writers should want to stack the deck against our champion, it does call into question just why The Spectre so often seems like such a novice against other newcomers to this game. Rawley, for instance, is a genuine threat against the guy despite coming into existence only recently. After a brief jaunt to Arkham, we're expected to believe that he learns enough in that short period of time than The Spectre has in the five or so years that he's been around (I'm not including the 20 years he spent trapped inside of Corrigan). Either that, or dark magic is simply more powerful than good magic. One other note: In recapping The Spectre's origin, Fox does away with the quotation marks when making reference to Corrigan's death and The Spectre being his ghost. It seemed for a while that Fox was trying to dance around the supernatural details of the character by suggesting that Corrigan didn't literally die or that The Spectre wasn't literally a ghost. Superman and Batman comics of this time made sure to ascertain that the supernatural didn't exist and I would guess, most other titles followed suit. Interesting that The Spectre tried to respect this rule (or at least not out-right contradict it) but has now embraced its true origins. So a strong tale and quite a shift from last month's goofy pirate yarn - hard to believe that only a single month separates these two issues. We'll see what the next issue has to offer when Mike ("I hereby cast my vote for not giving him own magazine") Friedrich takes over writing duties from Gardner Fox.
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Post by MDG on Nov 18, 2020 15:44:15 GMT -5
While these issues are generally well-drawn--and Adams' covers for issues 2 through 5 are excellent--they are Exhibit A for Adams' hyper-realistic dramatic style not meshing well with really silver-agey stories. Anderson could get away with things like characters swingin' comets by the tail at each other and the Spectre being split in half by an anchor, but Adams doesn't really pull off things like the body distortions on pages 5-6 reproduced in your review.
Similarly, the shot of the Spectre climbing into bed with Jim in that half-page panel just looks odd, especially since we know the Spectre can just float. Jim's expression doesn't really help.
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 22, 2020 15:35:01 GMT -5
While these issues are generally well-drawn--and Adams' covers for issues 2 through 5 are excellent--they are Exhibit A for Adams' hyper-realistic dramatic style not meshing well with really silver-agey stories. Anderson could get away with things like characters swingin' comets by the tail at each other and the Spectre being split in half by an anchor, but Adams doesn't really pull off things like the body distortions on pages 5-6 reproduced in your review. Similarly, the shot of the Spectre climbing into bed with Jim in that half-page panel just looks odd, especially since we know the Spectre can just float. Jim's expression doesn't really help. I thought he did alright in those two panels - I like how he renders The Spectre's face as a flat two-dimensional object and you really do get a sense that he's being pulled by forces beyond his control, but you make a great point - would Adams have been able to manage something so absurd and surreal as what Mike Sekowsky did with his distorted bobble-headed Spectre over in Justice League? Hard to picture it. Strange - if The Spectre were a straight up horror book, Adams would be in his element - look not further than his 'terrified kids' uncovering something they really shouldn't have themed covers he'd soon be doing all over the place. Interesting that Jim Aparo working in Adams' style could do so much with the vicious killer Spectre in about five years time, whereas Adams was working under more constrained conditions ('constrained' for what he was great at).
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 26, 2020 23:24:49 GMT -5
The Spectre #3 (April 1968) "Hang 'em up, Wildcat -- You're Finished!"
Synopsis: A Prologue presents us with the sight of two alien entities engaged in battle within "a mystic domain totally beyond homo sapien ken". Describing these lifeforms as something skin to "sorcerers", it becomes clear that when the mystic bolts each being fires at one another suddenly vanish during their pitched battle, something inexplicable (at least to the two participants of this battle) has just transpired. We, the reader, however, are informed that so great was the collision of these magical bolts that "dimensional barriers" were pierced giving the energy the opportunity to enter Earth where they strike small fry criminal "Sad" Jack Dold in Knickerbocker City. So quick and non-violent in its force, the bolt barely registers with Dold who is more focused upon his role in the heist he is scheduled to play a small part in that evening than he is with the sudden shiver he feels. Cut to... Wild-Cat has just lost the upper-hand against two hoods he's attempting to apprehend elsewhere in the city. Thankfully, a police car rounds the curve and takes over from the aging crimefighting. Reflecting upon his poor performance that evening, Ted Grant (aka Wild-Cat) stresses out thinking about how time seems to have finally caught up with him. Not satisfied with how things went, he decides to head out again in pursuit of crime to thwart in the hopes that he'll be able to put in a better showing a second time around. Coming across Dold's gang thanks to the inexpert way in which the small fry has been swinging his lighted flashlight around the closed Knickerbocker Museum, Wild-Cat easily dispatches the first two men of the group before coming across Dold himself as he attempts to abscond with his take of that evening's venture. "No-No! Stop!" is all Dodd can muster as Wild-Cat readies to finish off the last member of this ragtag assortment of crooks. Suddenly however, Wild-Cat stops in his tracks as he finds himself forced to comply with Dold's command. Knocking the frozen hero to the ground, Dold collects his team-mates and gloats about his easy victory back at their hide-out. Though skeptical, the men soon accept that Dold has acquired some sort of strange power when he demonstrates his ability albeit with little understanding of what he's doing or how he's doing it. Moving quickly, it is decided that Dold will use his powers to steal the proceeds from that evening's million dollar boxing match. Though as it turns out, most of the money isn't on the premises, the hoodlums take what they can get and find little difficulty in doing so. Guards are commanded to stand on their heads, nearby patrons are frightened off by their guns, and when Ted Grant - in attendance as a special guest as a world famous boxer himself - arrives upon the scene, things don't go too well for him either. "Freeze, Wild-Cat!" Finding himself frozen in mid-air, Wild-Cat is carried into the ring where Dold forces him to the mat, counts him out, and laughs as the spectacle is transmitted live over TV. Which leads to the second part of this tale and with it, the entrance of our eponymous lead - The Spectre. "Menace of the Mystic Mastermind" (I guess each hero gets his own title for this story) The Spectre arrives upon the scene having witnessed the "match" as Jim Corrigan. Repairing to Grant's home, the two discuss matters including the tidbit that The Spectre was only able to act once Dold's spell ended - meaning, he's just as susceptible as everyone else to the criminal's powers. Meanwhile, Dold is having his own little conference with his men who he's decided have been taking advantage of his generous talents in return for a measly ten percent of their profits. Deciding to cut them out of the action by freezing them in place, Dodd rids himself of one problem by attracting another. You see, by using his powers, Dodd inadvertently sends out a signal which The Spectre can then trace. Locating his HQ, Spec apprehends the two other members of the gang but arrives too late to capture Dodd. With the men disposed of, The Spectre decides to return to Grant's and await another signal. However, Ted Grant has problems of his own. Brooding over the fact that Wild-Cat has seemed to have lost a step in his older years, he bemoans his fate to The Spectre who can't help but see his point. "Can hardly blame him for all this getting him down! Never having married and raised a family, his chosen professions -- as boxer and Wild-Cat -- provided meaning for him... but now... after making a fortune in the ring so he doesn't have to work again -- his age has started catching up to his Wild-Cat identity, leaving his life empty! He needs a new reason to go on -- something to do..." The Spectre begins to suggest something to his friend in the doldrums but the scene cuts to Gateway Airport where Jack Dold has just departed his flight from Knickerbocker City. Turns out that The Spectre's town is also Dold's, but with The Spectre in Knickerbocker, Dold feels safer in Gateway hence his arrival. Summoning a ridiculously garish costume for himself (exposed thighs, giant helmet, big 'M' on his chest, no mask) Dold sets his sights on blowing up the city as a means of "getting revenge... for what it did to me -- everybody always kicked me around here!" Also returning to Gateway City however, is one Jim Corrigan who watches as Dold flies through the sky as he attempts to make manifest enough atomic energy to carry out his insane task. Just as Dold propels the atomic bomb towards the city beneath him, The Spectre intercepts and absorbs the blow which he then redirects back towards the villain. In turn, Dold sends the blast into space and their battle commences. Though intending to wrest the power within Dold from out of his brain, The Spectre discovers that they originated from some "outside mystical force" and as such, can only be removed when Dold is using them. While this might, in say a Gardner Fox penned tale, be a problem, here things happen much more swiftly than one has come to expect from a Spectre piece. The Spectre forces a tidal wave towards Dold, Dold summons up an energy barrier to protect himself, The Spectre snatches the power within Dold and pushes it outside the boundaries of time and space as his thoughts inform us that "Happy" Jack Dold will now be taken to the police. An epilogue has Corrigan back in Knickerbocker City (or there for the first time since we've only seen The Spectre haunt those streets) where he pays a visit to Grant. Turns out that the advice The Spectre gave his old teammate was to open a gym for youth. Grant now finds himself absorbed and re-energized by the work but willing to step in once again as Wild-Cat should the need ever arise. Thoughts: After disparaging the idea of an ongoing Spectre series in the letters page for Showcase #64, Mike Friedrich is given the chance to write for just that title here. Although I don't know if Editor Julius Schwartz assigned the letter writer this task as a sort of 'Well, if you think you can do better...' challenge but I think it paid off. "The Spectre can't improve; he is. Nobody can beat a perfect hero", Friedrich asserted then, "To sell a story there must be a basic rule followed - a conflict between good and evil (hero and villain) with evil having a chance at winning". Well... not quite. There is conflict between good and evil here, but Friedrich doesn't seem too concerned with that. Dold makes his mark not by nearly A-bombing Gateway City out of existence, but by triggering, or at least speeding up, Ted Grant's midlife crisis. Dold's big battle with The Spectre lasts all of three pages and is over as quickly as it begins. Friedrich doesn't even bother to pretend that our hero is in any danger and it's a nice change of pace from Gardner Fox's previously established habit of having The Spectre recall out one never before mentioned vulnerability after another whilst in combat with a more powerful foe than he. The Spectre's real challenge here is giving Ted Grant's life meaning again and it's nice that he does this as The Spectre and not Jim Corrigan. For one thing, Corrigan never appeared in those All-Star tales and The Spectre did. Actually, I don't think either one even crossed paths with Wild-Cat seeing as how the feline hero barely appeared in that title, but it just feels right having The Spectre help out a fellow member and not have his civilian identity impersonally do so. Kind of strange that it's in his Spectre form that he comes across as more personal, but I like it. For another, hey, it gives him something to do in what is essentially a Wild-Cat story. I'd say a Brave and the Bold team-up tale, but The Spectre doesn't even show up until page 14 of this 24 page story. If the assignment is to write a Spectre yarn, then it's kind of a cheat, but the story works and it does broaden the jade ghost's universe a bit so I can't really complain. I will note that The Spectre seems a little more willing to play for keeps here as evidenced by the scene where he tosses Dold's A-Bomb discharge right back at him. Sure Dold evades the blast, but no thanks to our hero. Neal Adams does a great job with the prologue and his depiction of two alien sorcerers dueling it out. He doesn't try for anything psychedelically out-there and this actually works in his favour. His aliens genuinely seem alien and it's difficult to imagine what sort of worlds they may have come from. One can't picture these creatures using any sorts of instruments or vehicles or tools we'd be able to conceptualize and yet, Adams makes them feel real. Add to this the knowledge that they're an advanced enough race to be practising magic makes the mind wander without being able to arrive at some tangible destination. His realistic approach really sets the reader's imagination into overdrive just thinking about these strange things in space. Not as impressive? Dold's goofy looking superhero outfit - ouch! He looks like he'd be constantly struggling to maintain his balance with that giant helmet on his head and yet with the women's swimsuit he's wearing, it's probably the best part of his ensemble. This will be Mike Friedrich's only Spectre script and I believe he'll be headed over to the Batman titles after this. I guess he kind of got around the problem of The Spectre having his own title by giving it to Wild-Cat for an issue, but this was a fun tale and perhaps the first to deal with the fact that the JSAer's were aging. I don't think any of The Flash issues by this point had touched upon Jay Garrick slowing down or not being as young as he used to, but it's the central conceit of this tale. Sort of a pivotal moment, I suppose in that regard. So Friedrich has gone as quickly as he arrived, but Neal Adams will be sticking around and making his debut next issue as... writer. We'll see how that goes.
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Post by MWGallaher on Nov 27, 2020 6:54:19 GMT -5
Y'gotta respect Mike Friedrich taking on the challenge of teaming the JSA's most over-powered member with the most modestly-equipped non-powered member (The Atom had limited super-strength, Mr. Terrific was a genius and master of numerous skills and subjects of knowledge, and Black Canary had gimmicks beyond a motorcycle, making Wildcat, arguably, the weakest of them). Between this and the Brave & Bold and Super-Team Family appearances, I have to think there was a persistent idea that Wildcat was the Golden Age character that had the most potential for a successful comeback as a solo, and Mike Friedrich does perhaps perceive the one under-utilized quality that I think does in fact give Wildcat immense plot potential: as a renowned heavyweight champion of the world, he has easy purchase into nearly every corner of the culture, from political events to high-society fundraisers to the local Elks Lodge to the slums. On top of that, he's got a powerful trademark code name--Wildcat--that DC would be reluctant to abandon and likely attracted additional buyers every time he teamed with Batman, whether they knew this character or not.
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Post by shaxper on Nov 27, 2020 7:08:05 GMT -5
I was always curious why this short-lived title never landed a regular writer. I'm tempted to believe it's because a character as powerful as The Spectre is so hard to write, both due to the challenge of writing conflicts where such an all-powerful being actually has to struggle and because the Comics Code was watching the adventures of this undead occult hero closely, but I recognize that most writers at DC at the time viewed their work more as a job than a form of artistic expression, and that there was likely some less noble reason for the constant change-up relating to other job assignments.
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Post by tarkintino on Nov 27, 2020 16:00:11 GMT -5
The Spectre #3 (April 1968) "Hang 'em up, Wildcat -- You're Finished!"
I've always loved the energy and turmoil Adams so perfectly brought to this cover. Very important character-building moment, and it might be one of the first modern depictions (i.e. Silver Age-forward)of an older superhero openly acknowledging his age or being past his prime. Silver Age-revived Captain America & Namor never even considered that, and I'm not sure the other DC Golden Age heroes (post 1956) ever analyzed themselves in that way, either. Yes, he threw himself into the story and actually delivered a very solid issue. Adams was rapidly proving that he could dramatically transform any character in the DC roster with few equals. Once he added his distinctive visual "voice" to a character, it was difficult to see any one else attempt to follow him (with exceptions such as Aparo on the Bat-titles). You mentioned his brand of aliens--yes, he was at the forefront of "superhero" comic artists challenging the silly convention that alien life were simply humans of another flavor like counterparts from low-budget 50s sci-fi movies. He would take this same expansive take on aliens to covers of Adventure Comics and during his early 70s run at Marvel (among other publishers).
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 28, 2020 15:06:20 GMT -5
Y'gotta respect Mike Friedrich taking on the challenge of teaming the JSA's most over-powered member with the most modestly-equipped non-powered member (The Atom had limited super-strength, Mr. Terrific was a genius and master of numerous skills and subjects of knowledge, and Black Canary had gimmicks beyond a motorcycle, making Wildcat, arguably, the weakest of them). Between this and the Brave & Bold and Super-Team Family appearances, I have to think there was a persistent idea that Wildcat was the Golden Age character that had the most potential for a successful comeback as a solo, and Mike Friedrich does perhaps perceive the one under-utilized quality that I think does in fact give Wildcat immense plot potential: as a renowned heavyweight champion of the world, he has easy purchase into nearly every corner of the culture, from political events to high-society fundraisers to the local Elks Lodge to the slums. On top of that, he's got a powerful trademark code name--Wildcat--that DC would be reluctant to abandon and likely attracted additional buyers every time he teamed with Batman, whether they knew this character or not. From Alter-Ego #164 (May 2020) "At that point, Julie [Scwartz] had been slowly reviving the 1940's characters in various forms. There had been several team-ups in Showcase. The Spectre had just gotten his own title. I was not a big Wildcat fan, but I'd enjoyed the character from the Justice Society comics that I'd collected. I thought that Wildcat was the most interesting unused character at that point. To me now it seems kind of weird to put The Spectre and Wildcat together in the same comic, but I managed it somehow." The interview from which these comments are taken also indicates that The Spectre #3 was Friedrich's second published work - the first being Batman #200 which preceded it by two days. I think "unused" is a relevant detail. Wildcat had only appeared in two issues of All-Star Comics during its 57 issue run, but appeared regularly with the team after that. I'm guessing the "Justice Society" comics Friedrich had read were probably the recent JLA team-ups. Wildcat might have been perceived as being up for grabs since I imagine The Flash, Green Lantern, and perhaps even The Atom might have had first dibs on Jay Garrick, Alan Scott, and Al Pratt leaving Wildcat as one of the few who could be used by anyone interested. Perhaps the fact that he wasn't that powerful is why writers before Friedrich hadn't bothered to make him their own. He could have just been one of the last kids chosen for the baseball team though as you point out, such a reputation is unwarranted.
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Post by chadwilliam on Nov 29, 2020 15:49:35 GMT -5
I was always curious why this short-lived title never landed a regular writer. I'm tempted to believe it's because a character as powerful as The Spectre is so hard to write, both due to the challenge of writing conflicts where such an all-powerful being actually has to struggle and because the Comics Code was watching the adventures of this undead occult hero closely, but I recognize that most writers at DC at the time viewed their work more as a job than a form of artistic expression, and that there was likely some less noble reason for the constant change-up relating to other job assignments. I don't know why either. My best guess? This happened to be a time when DC was experiencing an influx of new, younger writers and wanted to try them out. As the letter pages have seen a consistent amount of 'how much can you do with a being as powerful as The Spectre?' based questions from a new generation of fans (I say 'new generation' since I don't recall seeing such a volume of comments in the Superman titles during the mid-60s for instance), DC might have thought it would take a new generation of writers (ie. Mike Friedrich, Neal Adams) to address their concerns. Sort of 'young writers will understand young readers'. I suppose The Spectre could also have been a testing ground for writers as well. Not sure how Mike Friedrich got to write the seminal Batman #200 as his first assignment (unless they figured it would sell anyway, so where's the risk?) but if Neal Adams has proven to be a valuable artist, who knows? Put him on a low tiered title and see what happens. I guess that theory depends upon DC regarding The Spectre as unimportant to a certain degree, but I suspect that once again, the whole, 'we don't know how to write a hero more powerful than Superman in a way that puts him at risk month after month, so maybe flooding the title with different writers and ideas will turn up something eventually'.
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