Showing posts with label Rutland Halloween Parade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rutland Halloween Parade. Show all posts

Thursday, March 07, 2024

Today in Comics History, March 7: Happy birthday, Alan Weiss!

Born on this day: Alan Weiss, comics book and artist (Steelgrip Starkey, Our Love Story, My Love, Tom Strong, The Avengers, Daredevil, Sub-Mariner, Amazing Spider-Man, KISS, Daring Escapes, National Lampoon and more)!


from (left) The Mighty Marvel Calendar 1979 (Marvel, 1978);
(right) from Marvel Age 51 and 87 (Marvel, June 1987 and April 1990); text by Mike Carlin (#51) and Chris Eliopoulis and Barry Dutter (#87); pencils and inks by Ron Zalme; colors by Paul Becton (#51) and Gregory Wright (#87)




Tuesday, October 31, 2023

Today in Comics History, October 31, Halloween: Okay, I sorta see why John Byrne might have wanted to revert the Vision's personality

Technically this panel takes place on Mardi Gras, but it references Halloween, and I can never pass up an opportunity to spotlight the Rutland Halloween Parade in comics!


from Vision and the Scarlet Witch (1985 series) #4 (Marvel, June 1986), script by Steve Englehart, pencils by Richard Howell, inks by Frank Springer, colors by Adam Philips, letters by Bill Oakley

Which of course reminds me that I never completed my my full series of One Night in Rutland posts. Yes! I will do them! Just...not today.

Monday, July 18, 2022

Today in Comics History, July 18: Happy birthday, Jean Thomas!

Born on this day: Jean Thomas, Marvel office assistant, comic book scripter (My Love, Night Nurse, Our Love Story, Spidey Super Stories, more) and colorist, and co-plotter or co-scripter with her (now ex-)husband Roy Thomas (Crazy Magazine, Marvel Spotlight, more).


from Mighty Marvel Calendar 1976 (Marvel, 1975)





Friday, November 01, 2013

One Night in Rutland: 1977, Part 2

But Rutland Vermont had not seen the end of the Phantom Stranger, finely toned and defined as it was. A few months after his last appearance, the Ghost Who Walks and Who Is Also a Stranger in These Here Parts returned to Rutland to have another spooky Satanic adventure, but this time he's got some help from the bombastic mortally-challenged circus acrobat Deadman! I always felt that Deadman should have his own team-up series, and this could have been the pilot for it. Every issue Deadman would occupy the body of a different DC hero to solve a mystery or stop some fiendish other-wordly plot. Wouldn't you buy that? Especially the issue where he teams up with Wonder Woman and the story would be named after that famous Beatles quote: "Turn Me On, Deadman!"

Splash page of DC Super-Stars #18 (Winter 1978), script by Martin Pasko and Gerry Conway, pencils by Romeo Tanghal, inks by Dick Giordano, colors by Tatjana Wood, letters by Milt Snapinn

Geez, it looks like they statted that "DC Super-Stars" in at the last minute, didn't they? Maybe this was supposed to be Deadman Team-Up. And take note of the scripter and penciller for this titanic tale...there will be a test revelation later.



Wednesday, October 30, 2013

One Night in Rutland: 1977, Part 1

Bear with me here a few moments, folks; this post has a long introduction. But it's totally worth it and has a good bit with Green Arrow at the end so don't skip ahead!

I don't always remember to write by thank-you letters. Mama Bull always had to pester me well into January to get out my new stationery and write something like this:
Dear Grandma,

Thank you for the pajamas. They were very nice. I am wearing them to bed.

Did you have a good Christmas? I did.

Well, I have to go now.

Love, Bully
Another thing I don't always finish is the final segments in a long series of posts, leaving you, gentle readers, hanging on a branch in anticipation, not unlike that "hang in there, baby!" cat poster that my kid sister Marshall has on her wall. Yes, someday I will finish these posts...just...not right now when it is good kite-flying weather and before the snow comes so I can ride my Radio Flyer down the hill.

Tonight I am going to redress (definition: put on new clothes after being told the ones you're wearing have a big gravy stain on them) both of those minor spots of tarnish on an otherwise-glitteringly delightful bull you'd be pleased to know.

Back in January (gulp!) I got a lovely email from Professor Charles Xavier Professor Craig Fischer from Appalachian State University, thanking me for my 2012 Halloween post series on the Rutland, Vermont, Halloween parade and its portrayals in comic books from Avengers and Justice League to Amazing Adventures (starring my favorite mutant, the Beast) and Freedom Fighters. Prof. Fischer wrote to me:
...[T]here's a series of particular Bully posts that were very helpful for my recent work. About seven months ago, I submitted a presentation idea for an academic conference (the Modern Language Association conference, held in early January 2013). My paper was titled "The Illegitimate Sons of Superman: DIY Publishing and the Rutland Halloween Parade."...

...I started to actually write the presentation...and then, BAM! Your series of Rutland posts came out, and were incredibly informative and a great place to steal images from. I acknowledged my debt to you when I delivered the presentation last Saturday, where I said..."In talking about the Rutland comics, I rely heavily on scans and information from the comics blog run by 'Bully, the Little Stuffed Bull,' who for Halloween 2012 put up image-rich posts from Rutland-themed comics. Thanks, Bully!"
WOW. I have been cited at the MLA. At a real honest-to-goodness academic conference! I am beaming with pride at being the first stuffed animal comics blogger to be mentioned at MLA. Take that, Giraffo!

I'm ashamed to note that I didn't write back to Professor Fischer immediately, and by the time I intended to do so, I could no longer find the email. Mea culpa! Sorry about, that, Professor. But when I was looking through my vast clippings morgue for Halloween posts this year I finally came across the email, and my luttle stuffed hoof hit my fuzzy forehead, and I said to myself in great shame (and a little bit of hunger, because it was well after lunchtime): "I forgot to thank Professor Fischer!"

So here y'are, Professor F! Thank you for the kind mention and the lovely note, and I apologize for being so late to reply either privately or publicly. Well, at least you didn't send me hand-made pajamas.

At the same time I'd realized I never finished the Rutland posts, although the biggest ones were done in '12. So here, dedicated to Professor Craig Fischer for all the hard work he put into what sounds like an ultra-cool academic presentation, is the next chapter in the life of the Rutland, Vermont and Parade founder and host Tom Fagan! Let's go up to New England in the year 1977, shall we, and find out what the Justice League of America is up to!


Panels from Justice League of America (1960 series) #145 (August 1977), script by Steve Englehart, pencils by Dick Dillin, inks by Frank McLaughlin, colors by Anthony Tollin, letters by Ben Oda

While Tom Fagan's there to greet the teleporting JLA, it's not Halloween and there's no Parade, so this post should actually be titled something like "One Night in Rutland, Probably in Late November, Just Before Thanksgiving." They've come here to investigate a mysterious magical attack on Superman, discovered comatose on the JLA satellite (22,300 miles above Earth). How do we know it's a magical attack? Because, The Phantom Stranger, that's why.


Now that we know the "true" identity of the Phantom Stranger is a guy with 30 silver coins he got for betraying a friend, I think these days we'd show the P.S. to the door and say, "Eh, thank you, we'll read your pamphlets, goodbye now." Back then in those more innocent days of Earth-1 and Earth-2 and Dinah Lance suddenly becoming her own daughter and what I picture as Roy Thomas sitting in his office surrounded by ten thousand index cards and huge stacks of Golden Age National comic books, though, they're off with P-Strange to Rutland, barely giving Tom Fagan the time of day. So rude, Funky Phantom! Well, at least Batman is polite. Although I'm having trouble hearing in my head the Batman voiced by Kevin Conroy, Adam West or even Olan Soule saying "Take care."


Well, as you all know, it's not a Rutland, Vermont story without various creepies and ghoulies, and this story veers off into a battle against the villain Count Crystal, in his triumphant debut and final appearance in DC Comics. Yep: we never saw the villain again after Batman punched him in the nose and made him cry on page 27. I woulda enjoyed it had Count Crystal attempted to make a comeback in the 1990s by threatening the team that was to the Justice League America and Justice League Europe what the band Asia was to Yes and ELO: Justice League Extreme. But sadly, he never would have made it: his supervillain name had far too few "Kill"s or "Blood"s in it.

Sometimes when the JLA gets together around the team table to reminisce about the old days, somebody will bring up Rutland, Vermont, and they'll all remember the far-out, zany, crazy times they had there in 1972, but nobody ever brings up 1977, because they wasn't anything particularly memorable about visiting Rutland that year. It was a story of which the best you could say is that it brings back Red Tornado, and of that even the Grand Comics Database says, with some exasperation I might be projecting onto the entry, "Red Tornado revived again."

So, Professor F., this one is dedicated to you with thanks and appreciation, but you didn't miss much in this one. Except the sight of Green Arrow being his usual action-oriented, hard-hitting, quick-to-battle self throughout the whole adventure:


Tomorrow! One Night In Rutland...1977, Part 2!

Friday, November 02, 2012

One Night in Rutland: 1975

Marvel's next entry in the Rutland, Vermont comic book series doesn't take place on Halloween, doesn't have a parade, contains absolutely 0% Elders of the Universe in rubber masks, a total paucity of crossover references between Earths One and 616. On the other hand, Thor #232 shows you exactly why the Avengers need Jarvis around: to keep their famous Avengers meeting table liberally shined with Lemon Pledge™ to buff out all the scratches from very rude-ass Tony Stark putting his iron boots up on the table. Why, Iron Man, as soon as your employer, Tony Stark, heras about this, he'll be dressing you down in no time and probably cutting your salary and...what's that? Tony Stark is Iron Man? Oh. Ohhhhh-kay. I've made another one of my silly mistakes.



Panel from Thor #232 (February 1976), script by Gerry Conway, layouts by John Buscema, finishes on figures by Dick Giordano, finishes on background by Terry Austin, colors by Petra Goldberg, letters by John Costanza

Rutland, Vermont resident and Halloween Parade chief Tom Fagan gets in another appearance via the Avengerphone (that thing costs seven million dollars a minute to transmit) to report in that Loki is missing and has switched places with a local white-haired teenager. Loki was left behind in Rutland by Thor in another one of his usual failures to carry out familial responsibilities. Somewhere up in Asgard, Odin is shaking his head and hitting his giant, Kirby-gloved palm against his forehead.




And...yep! That's pretty much the whole Rutland appearance we get in this comic book. Avengers #83, it ain't. On the other hand, this comic does feature Tataranowitz farm fresh eggs! (Any relation to Filmation artist and director Tom Tataranowicz?) Also, we are assured this is real life.




That's a pretty good panel, because, as Woody Allen has told us, we all need the eggs, Still, it could use a wee bit o' tweaking, Bully-style! So, as a bonus feature, Comics Oughta Be Fun! mildly-Photoshops this panel to make its "This is Reality" trope more esthetically perfect:




And that's not the end of the Rutland, Vermont comic book tales! Next time: Green Arrow sleeps through a mission! (Which means it could occur anywhere from JLA #4 through #250, inclusive.)


One Night in Rutland: 1976

I WANT YOU! declares Uncle Sam, TO READ THIS FAIRLY UNEXCEPTIONAL COMIC BOOK!



Splash panel from Freedom Fighters #6 (January-February 1977), script by Bob Rozakis, pencils by Ramona Fradon, inks by Bob Smith, colors by Liz Berube, letters by Ben Oda

Well, it is a 1976 bicentennial tie-in to the Rutland Halloween Parade, but it's basically the end of the grand, issue-spanning Rutland crossover events that reached their height with 1972's Amazing Adventures, Thor and Justice League. It is, in fact, FF #6! No, not this one, which guest-stars Dr. Doom and the Sub-Mariner and is one of the awesomest comics of its age...



Cover of Fantastic Four v.1 #6 (September 1962), pencils by Jack Kirby, inks by Dick Ayers, colors by Stan Goldberg, letters by Artie Simek

...but rather this one, which features another FF, but they're four completely different characters!



Cover of Freedom Fighters #6 (January-February 1977), pencils by Rich Buckler, inks by Vince Colletta

The Freedom Fighters, trapped in a world they never made, sworn to protect a world that fears and hates them, were sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. They promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire the...secret publicist of the Freedom Fighters, journalist Julia Martha Roberts!




Why, you're right, Girl with the Big Ditko-Style Eyes! The FF need to load up the truck and moved to Vermont! (Rutland, that is.) A town whose chief import is inflatable models of superheroes and Ziggy.




Mysterious explosions! That's a rare occurrence in Rutland on Halloween night, right? Also appearing: the elderly Tom Fagan, who seems to have aged forty years since his last appearance in '73's Avengers #119. I'd guess this is a paradox brought about by the destruction of Earth-3 in Crisis on Infinite Earths...but that would just be plain insane.




AIEEEEEEEE SHE'S HAVING A STROKE IN THAT LAST PANEL oh no wait she's just winking, Clark Kent-style, at the reader. Ms. Reynolds, please, for the safety and comfort of all comic book readers...NEVER DO THAT AGAIN.

One fun thing I'll supposedly do again is revisit Rutland in '76, flying in with a certain Thunder God to check up on what happened to his brother! Be here or be shaped rectangular, cats and kittens!


Thursday, November 01, 2012

One Night in Rutland: 1973

Well, maybe I should retitled this feature Two Nights in Rutland. As usual, I bit off more than I could chew last night. B. Kliban put it best when he said




and I might add to that, never promise to blog twenty-five times in a day. So let's spread out these Rutland Halloween Parade posts over the next few days, moving along to 1973's Avengers #119! It kicks off with the Avengers jetting off (past the Giant Moon Knight Weapon Butter Sculpture) to...where else but Rutland, Vermont, while at the same time faithful butler except for that time he sold out all the Avengers to Ultron Edwin Jarvis muses on the World's Mightiest propensity to eat junk food. Really, Jarvis, it's actually just that Thor loves the Happy Meal toys. (The girl toys, oddly enough.)



Panels from Avengers #119 (January 1974), script by Steve Englehart, pencils by Bob Brown, inks by Don Heck, colors by Glynis Wein, letters by Artie Simek

Of course, you can't have a Rutland Halloween Parade story without our old pal Tom Fagan welcoming the Avengers to Rutland, and you can't have a 1970s Marvel comic without a footnote referencing previous Marvel comics books, and, before Roy gets interrupted, almost referencing a DC comic book. That's a big no-no, Roy!




What's this? Tom Fagan, turned evil?!? (Well, his last name is reminiscent of the villain in Oliver Twist!) It's too bad Batman isn't here, because he would have spotted instantly that's not Tom, who does not refer to Rutlanders as "obnoxious townspeople." (Except maybe for that one guy who tried to shut down the Rutland Halloween Parade until he was visited on the night of October 30 by three ghosts.)




No, that's not Tom after all, but a supervillain in a rubber mask! Which isn't silly in and of itself, until we find out that the baddie is The Collector! Yes, folks...The Collector, the Cosmic Super-Hoarder who steals beings from all planets of the galaxy and places them carefully in Mylar™ snugs to preserve their value! Do you think, like a comic book fanboy, he likes to collect variant versions? "Over here I've got Steve Rogers Captain America, and on that wall James Barnes Captain America, and over there in that longbox I've got stored Bob Russo, John Walker, Earth-1610's Scott Summers...and I've got a coverless edition of 'Scar' Turpin."




Yep, that's right: one of the Elders of the Universe. The freakin' most powerful beings in the known galaxies. Guys like...well, you know 'em, let's name them off: The Collector, the Champion, the Grandmaster...um...Ego the Living Planet...er...Mister Buda is one, I think...Giant Space Whoopi Goldberg...The Stranger...The Brother-in-Law...Sam the Butcher...we know them all, right?


Two-page splash page from Silver Surfer v.3 #9 (March 1988), credits as above
(Click picture to Galactusize)


Oh yeah, and that guy, too. Anyway, you're telling me that a being with complete cosmic awareness and galactic-sized power needs to wear a rubber mask? Next you'll be telling me that he hits his victims over the head and drags them into a bush!




Which makes the next scene, where the Collector takes over Tom Fagan's house and plans to kidnap the Avengers when they come to the party all the more awesome when he's foiled by Tom and his legion of costumed Vermonters! I do believe that in the last panel of this comic the Collector will growl that he would have gotten away with it, too, if it wasn't for those meddling Vermonters! (This is a very good reason not to give maple syrup to the Collector as a Life Day present.)




How do you drive a Master of the Universe (no, not that one) mad Lock him in a room with comics fans! It's good the Collector escaped when he did, because next they were all going to play the Marvel Overpower Collectible Card game, and I don't care how many of those cards the Collector has, these guys have got more. Insert your own "Collector...we would have words with thee" speech balloon in the final panel.




So, all's well that ends...oh, wait! I forgot a dangling subplot from earlier in the issue: Thor has brought along to Rutland his villainous brother Loki! (Odin always is saying they don't do enough together.) Loki's brain has been erased after the events of the previous issue, and Thor's been trying to determine what the best and safest place to store this now-harmless Norse god. Thor would have put him in his storage space (with his motorcycle, his guitar, the cinder-block furniture from his first apartment, and his entire collection of Playgod magazines), but he defaulted on the monthly rental fees and the whole kit-and-kaboodle was auctioned off on A&E's Storage Wars. Heimdall was pretty peeved about that: he never got back the poster of Farrah Fawcett-Majors that he lent Thor.

In any case, Thor decides to leave Loki behind in the peaceful, idyllic community of Rutland, Vermont, where nothing wicked or evil ever happens except every single freakin' October 31st. Good going, Thunder God! I'm sure that decision will never come back to bite you in your well-toned, muscled ass!




Some of you may be wondering exactly what happened to Loki after that. Well, he fell in with a local woodsman and his brother, and he was so accepted by this friendly duo that they later adopted him as their own brother. Happy, happy days for Loki...probably the best time he had in his lifespan of the past several thousand years, and it was all up there in beautiful rural Vermont.




Next time: the world's most awkward wink! (No, this comic does not star Clark Kent.)


Wednesday, October 31, 2012

One Night in Rutland: 1972, Part 3

Let's fill in the blanks of Halloween night 1972 by opening the cover of this fine comic magazine, the only one which tells the full truth about Norse gods walking (or flying) in our midst: The Mighty Thor #207!



Cover of Thor #207 (January 1973), pencils by Gil Kane, inks by Joe Sinnott

We're back at the Nexus of Halloween Realities, Rutland, Vermont, where Steve Engelhart, Gerry Conway, Len Wein and Glynis Wein are avid observers at 1972's annual Rutland Halloween Parade! This is after they've arrived in Rutland in Steve's broken-down, mufflerless Mustang (Beast in tow) in Amazing Adventures #16 and JLA #103, but before the unrelated attacks of the Juggernaut and Felix Faust. Got it? Good.

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Panel from Thor #207 (January 1973), script by Gerry Conway, pencils by John Buscema, inks by Vince Colletta, colors by Glynis Wein, letters by Denise Vladimer
The Gang (minus their cowardly, talking dog) heads on over in the Mystery Mustang to Tom Fagan's house, where we're mightily suspicious of a light in Tom's eyes. Not to mention that he's back in his Nighthawk costume when we saw him as Batman only back in JLA. Ah, those wacky Marvel guys, not allowing a talking character to dress up as the Dark Knight! Incidentally, your may have noticed that many of these Rutland tales star the very self-same creators who wrote and drew them. Long-running Thor inker Vince Colletta was actually supposed to appear in this story...but he erased himself.


Here we see, as was hinted at in both JLA and Amazing Adventures, the Mysterious Disappearance of Ms. Glynis Wein™. To be precise: she disappeared from the ladies' room. That's got nothing to do with the occult forces of evil; she's just escaping from a bad date!


Turns out the Evil on this side of town (while Felix Faust is fiddling with psyches on the other, and Juggernaut is jogging straight down the middle) is the Norse god of evil mischief fangirl attraction, Loki! That's what's happened to Glynis, although she later shows up in the mental enslavement of Felix Faust. Well, with all the leagues of Satan wandering around town, it's absolutely not unheard of that you might accidentally wander from one Army of Evil to another. Here, Loki's bewitched Tom and Glynis, plus Halloween party-goers dressed as Cap, Scarlet Witch, Doctor Doom and...um...Clownface the Malevolent, I'm guessing. First appearance Tales to Terrify #39.


Now, all Rashomon-like, let's return to that crappy Mustang getting stolen by Felix Faust, except now we see that he had an almost-hitchhiker in the pursuing Loki. I don't know about you, but I woulda paid good money to see Faust give Loki a lift and then follow their on-the-road style adventures across America, helping hindering widows and orphans, and destroying entire civilizations in their wake. It woulda been a hoot!


As it is, we ring down the curtain on Glynis asking Len for a hug, which as good a place as any to end this post, and (for tonight at least) our visits to Rutland, Vermont. (I'd take a snuggly hug from manly Len Wein any day!) Now, you'll please excuse this little stuffed bull, because I have to go and pour out my gigantic bag of candy into a gigantic pile. I love to dive around in it like a porpoise, and burrow through it like a gopher, and toss it up and let it land in my mouth! As for One Night in Rutland, well, let's make it two nights: join me back here tomorrow night for more Rutland rascalities, following that famous parade as seen in comics from 1973 and onwards! We'll see Loki make his second attack on Rutland and an Elder of the Universe in a rubber mask, Green Arrow snoozing, a rabbit in Rutland, the absolute destruction of Rutland, and an appearance by the worst band in any comic book, ever! (And I've read every issue of Steeltown Rockers.

See you tomorrow, have a spooky rest of Halloween, and remember: if you're suspicious of any candy you make have gathered tonight, send it over my way for extensive candy taste-testing. See you tomorrow night for more in Rutland!


One Night in Rutland: 1972, Part 2

Meanwhile, elsewhere on Halloween, 1972...namely 22,300 miles above the Earth...the Phantom Stranger gives the night's weather forecast! (Mostly spooky with patches of evil and periodic gusts of hell.)


from Justice League of America v.1 #103 (December 1972), script by Len Wein, pencils by Dick Dillin, inks by Dick Giordano, letters from Ben Oda

Apparently all the wickedness and wretchedness is due to Felix Faust, or at least, his mother naming him "Felix." Superman vows to stop the DC Universe's version of Baron Mordo by cornering him in Rutland, Vermont! Which, according to the lettering on the map, is a town larger than Syracuse and Rochester put together!


Remember this fantastic four? Why, it's Steve Engelhart, Gerry Conway, and Len and Glynis Wein on their way to Rutland in Engelhart's magnificent crap-mobile. You can place this scene before that in Amazing Adventures #16—they haven't yet picked up Hank McCoy and Vera Cantor! You may also notice that between the events of this book and AA #16, Steve Engelhart's shirt shrank dramatically! And hey, Gerry Conway: still haven't forgiven you for killin' off Gwen Stacy. Just wanted to let you know that.


The quartet arrives in Rutland to meet parade premier Tom Fagan (collect all his appearances!). Enter also the JLA, including The World's Greatest Freakin' Detective, and yet nobody seems to even notice when Hank McCoy and Vera get out of the car from AA #16 (not pictured in this issue). Batman can be forgiven...he's too overcome by Tom's invitation to "live here forever." He asked you, Batman! He finally asked you!


Later in the parade itself, Batman accepts the adulation of the crowd as is his comics-given right. Bow down before Batman!


Crossover alert! A thinly disguised "Commando America," apparently written with the same motivations he was written with in Civil War, orders a Faust-hypnotized Adam Strange and Supergirl...huh, Supergirl? That's no Kara, that's our friend and excellent colorist Glynis Wein, who had disappeared right from underneath her friends' noses earlier in this ish and in Amazing Adventures #16. Now we know where she went! What we don't know, however, is how the possessed Halloween-goers can talk and act so much while The Freakin' Fastest Man Alive just stands there and stares at them. With great speed comes mildly poor reaction time, looks like.


Crossover alert #2! Batman versus a Faust-befuddled partygoer in his Spidey-jammies! Note that Batman reflects that he "has all the powers of the real thing!" That means that A) Batman reads Marvel Comics and B) He considers Spider-Man to be real. He's a fanboy! Bruce Wayne is a fanboy!


Crossover alert #3! Green Lantern is, as usual, knocked out like a chump (sorry, Sally) by a semi-yellow object that is actually colored grey. Batman puts the ersatz Thunder God in his place, though. Good thing the real Thor is nowhere near Rutland, Vermont on this Halloween night. (Or...is he?)


Glynis returns to the land of consciousness, the Justice League battles the Butter Brigade (yellow villains? Better put Hal in the rear), and for the second time this night, someone steals Steve Engelhart's Mustang! even tho' that doesn't really look like a Mustang there. This time it's Felix Faust escaping by the "most inconspicuous means possible"...jumping out of a building into the loudest car in the county. Another excellent escape plan right up there with the stupidest exits on record. He may be a magician, but Houdini, Felix Faust is not.


So it's no surprise that Faust is quickly caught by the boys in blue while the Phantom Stranger watches on. It's too bad that it wasn't the Spectre in this story, who would have designed a hellish and ironically painful torture for the "master" criminal...something along the likes of being turned into a spark plug and then being places in a car continuously driven by Jackie Stewart. Well, something like that. Beats being turned into candles and melted down or into a tree and then sliced up with the Spectre's chainsaw.


The connecting sequences with Engelhart and Company thus prove: this was the first DC/Marvel crossover event ever. the only way it could be more awesome is if Thor was in it. What's that? He was? Well, whaddaya know. There's a Part 3 comin' up!