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The Spider’s Syndicate of Crime


By Ted Cowan, Jerry Siegel & Reg Bunn (Rebellion)
ISBN 978-1-78108-905-7 (Album TPB/Digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

As religions, faiths and nations all over the world celebrate their apparently God-given right to kill each other in monumental numbers and vile ways, I’m again retreating into childhood days and safely fictional conflicts this Easter.

At least the adventures of the macabre and malevolent Spider and his personal redemption arc are as engrossing and enjoyable as I always recalled and will provide the newest, most contemporary reader with a huge hit of superb artwork, compelling, caper-style cops ‘n’ robbers fantasy, and thrill-a-minute adventure with no threat to soul or sanity.

Part of Rebellion’s Treasury of British Comics strand, The Spider’s Syndicate of Crime was the opening salvo of (hopefully) a full and complete reprinting of arachnid amazements. It gathers material from peerless weekly anthology Lion, spanning June 26th 1965 – June 18th 1966 and that year’s Lion Annual which for laborious reasons is designated 1967.

What’s it all about? The Spider is a mysterious super-scientist whose goal is to be the greatest criminal of all time. As conceived by writer/editor Ted Cowan – who among many venerable triumphs created the much-revered Robot Archie feature and also scripted Ginger Nutt, Paddy Payne, Adam Eterno, and more – the flamboyantly wicked narcissist begins his public career by recruiting crime specialists. With moronic master safecracker Roy Ordini and evil inventor Professor Pelham he then attempts a massive gem-theft from a thinly veiled New York’s World Fair. This introduces Gilmore and Trask, the two crack police detectives cursed with the task of capturing the arrogant archvillain.

A major factor in the eerily eccentric strip’s success and reason for the reverence with which it is held is the captivating – not to say downright creepy – artwork of William Reginald Bunn. His intensely hatched linework was perfect for towering establishing shots, arcane angle views and catastrophic chases… and nobody ever drew moodier webbing or more believable weird weapons and monsters. Bunn was an absolute master of his field and much beloved. His work in comics (such as Robin Hood, Buck Jones, Black Hood, Captain Kid and Clip McCord) spanned 1949 to his death in 1971: once the industry found him, he was never without work. He died on the job and is still much missed. For The Spider there was the ultimate accolade as, after opening on two pages per episode, the feature kept winning a bigger page count. Even so, a lot had to happen in pretty short order and Bunn never stinted or short-changed his audience…

Similarly scripted by Cowan, second adventure ‘The Return of the Spider’ sets the tone for the rest of the strip’s run, as the unbelievably colossal vanity of the Spider is assaulted by a pretender to his title. The Mirror Man is a swaggering arrogant super-criminal who uses lethally credible optical illusions to carry out his crimes, and the Spider must crush him to keep the number one most wanted spot – and to satisfy his own vanity. Moreover, pitifully outmatched Gilmore & Trask return to chase the Spider, but must settle for his defeated rival after weeks of devious plotting, bold banditry and spectacular serialized thrills and chills.

‘Dr. Mysterioso’ is the first adventure penned by Jerry Siegel, who was forced to look elsewhere for work after an infamous falling out with DC Comics over the rights to the Man of Steel.

The aforementioned evil genius/criminal scientist of the title is another contender for the Spider’s crown. Their extended battle – paused repeatedly by a crafty subplot wherein the arachnid mastermind’s treacherous, newly-expanded gang of thugs (The Syndicate of Crime) seek to abscond with his stockpiled loot whenever he appears to have been killed – is a retro/camp masterpiece of arcane dialogue, insane devices and rollercoaster antics.

By the time of the final serialised saga here – ‘The Spider v. The Android Emperor’– the page count was up to 4 a week (and now included occasional cover slots): packed with fabulous fantasy and increasingly surreal exploits as the Arachnid Archvillain battles the super science of a monster-making maniac who might (maybe, perhaps?) have survived the sinking of Atlantis, but somehow gets his fun from baiting and tormenting the self-styled king of crime. Big mistake…

Thos initial curated commemoration concludes with a short yarn from the 1967 Lion Annual. ‘Cobra Island’ gives Bunn a chance to show off his skill with brushes and washes as the piece was originally printed in the double-tone format (in this case black and red on white) that was a hallmark of British annuals. It finds the mighty Spider and Pelham drawn to an exotic island where plantation workers are falling under the spell of a demonic lizard being – but all is not as it seems and the very real danger is more prosaic than paranormal…

With an introduction from Paul Grist and full creator biographies, this collection confirmed that the Lord of modern misrule was back at last and should find a home in every kid’s heart and mind, no matter how young they might be, or threaten to remain. Bizarre, baroque and often simply bonkers, The Spider proves that although crime does not pay, it always provides a huge amount of white-knuckle fun…
© 1965, 1966, 1967 & 2021 Rebellion Publishing IP Ltd. All Rights Reserved.

Today in 1885, Mutt and Jeff originator Bud Fisher was born, just like Dylan Dog author Tiziano Sclavi in 1953; auteur Yves Chaland (Spirou, Freddy Lombard) in 1957 and Jamie Hewlett (Tank Girl) in 1968.

The Little King creator Otto Soglow died on this date in 1975, but the day did give us comics-packed youth supplement ‘t Kapoentje’t in Flemish newspaper Het Volk in 1947 whilst later signalling the end of UK weekly Smash! in 1971.

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Acid Box


By Sarah Kenney, James Devlin, Emma Vieceli, Ria Grix, Sophie Dodgson, Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou & various (Avery Hill Publishing)
ISBN: 978-1-917355-05-6 (HB/Digital edition)

The entirety of all worlds and each and every time is readily available to any open-minded comics connoisseur. Here’s a fun extrapolation on an old plot, with plenty of twisty raucous fun fully baked in for anyone with an open mind. A working knowledge of recent history (yes, I know that’s a relative term!) and breadth of musical tastes won’t be wasted if you can lay your hands on that too…

Most importantly, if you can remember the Nineties, you might well have been there, but probably a bit too far from the speaker-stacks…

In that context, the term Acid (noun: PRO: “Ass-SEeeeed”) denotes a popular youth culture movement concerned with music, recreational drugs, dancing and wandering about trying to find where the action was happening. It also had lots to do with a specific bit of clever kit called a Roland TB-303 Bass Line (AKA the “303”) that became instrumental in electronic music movements such as “techno”, “Chicago-house” and “acid house”…

At this moment of now in opening chapter ‘Fully Munted’, it’s 2026 in Glasgow and cleaner/presumed orphan Jade Nyo is hoping to forget the shitty world, crap prospects of survival and especially younger brother Rory’s persistent tortured nightmares of tsunamis and global collapse, as personified in recurring images of a big angry sod he calls “AngryMan” leading the inundations.

There’s not a lot she can use to get out and away – and so much to get away from – but her abiding fascination with dance music history tops the list, so soon she’s necked an “E” at local club Tempus and is living in the beats and sweat and non-stop motion. Rory’s there too but his crutches and callipers aren’t really rave-conducive…

Life gets worse and better all at once when three really weird skanky women drag her and Rory into a rather tacky corner that didn’t used to be there, and make an outrageous request/demand. Apparently, Yemaya, Angie and Tracey are “Liminals” commanding the forces of time, space, matter and energy and they have an urgent job that needs doing: restoring order to the geological continuum… or else…

Soon – while disbelieving every minute of it – Jade is jaunting all over infinity, drawn to key and crucial rave moments and beat history milestones chasing vibrations and saving the universe with the aid of a handy little widget dubbed (sorry! Sorry!!) an Acid Box. This one is missing three dials that Jade just must restore to it… or Earth will shake itself to dust within three days. Moreover, AngryMan is very real and resolved to make that big finish happen…

First stop, once all the “yeah, but”-ing is done with, is Berlin in 1994 (devotees of musical culture will soon comprehend what these key moments in time travel mean, and the rest of us can just revel in the pacy action and extremely effective character-play from here on…) as Jade musters some allies – such as tough local-time operators Fizzy & Rhonda – and faces increasing grief and terror in successive, potentially self-explanatory escalating episodes ‘Make Techno Not Friends’, ‘The Fear’ and ‘Go Hard or Go Home’.

The chase exposes family skeletons, loads of closets and repeatedly lands her in 1994 – somehow simultaneously in Detroit, Bradford, Berlin again, Johannesburg, Mysore and Hyde Park, London – gathering allies for an environmental showdown in at La Palma volcano in 2026, supplanted by ten-yearly confrontations in 2034, 2044 and 2054 all round the imperilled world until the big is done… one way or another…

Packed with and augmented by utterly absorbing sidebar bonus material, this is a sublimely absorbing romp embroidered with true love of the period and source music material that will no doubt make a fabulous and funny film one day. The primary creators are led by Sarah Kenney (Surgeon X, She Could Fly, Planet Divoc-91) who writes socially informed speculative fiction (the other, accurate, term for Science Fiction) and works as a scripter, producer and director for the Games industry and television. Her visual collaborator on  Surgeon X and Planet Divoc-91 is Glasgow-based James Devlin (Tomorrow, LaGuardia) who here joins multidisciplinary performance artist Emma Vieceli (Life is Strange, BREAKS) and illustrator Ria Grix (The Anomalous Adventures of Viola Holm and Kotiin).

This macroscopic, musically-inclined peregrination includes further input and compelling comics fare culled from an international workshop group about comics, music, science culture and planet Earth run by Kenney & Kirsten Murray. That resulted in compelling essays and graphic sorties all packed in here too, all stage-set by an accommodatingly informative ‘Afterword’ by Kenney.

The textual thoughts comprise ‘Happy Place by Sarah Zad’; ‘Fund, Marry, Chill: The Ultimate Guide to Guaranteed Creative Success by Adrian Saredia-Brayley’; ‘Research and Discussion of the potential benefits of MDMA on PTSD sufferers by Bobby Gunasekara’; ‘Reviving Rave Roots Resurgence of Clean Rave Culture by Sevitha ’Vadlamudi’; ‘Fact and Fiction by Sarah Zad’ and ‘The Lens of Life… Storytelling and facilitating change through art by Whitney Love’. These are followed by a selection of ‘Youth Workshop Comics’ beginning with eco-chiller ‘We Can’t Stay Here Any Longer’ by Adrian Saredia-Brayley and followed by Ben Avey-Edwards cyber-thriller ‘Vibe’ (lettered by Rob Jones).

ShyWhy shares the joys of ‘Mind Travel’ and Lara Sloane depicts ‘A Housewives Revolution’ before ‘Dancing On My Own’ – scripted by Nyla Ahmad with art by Adrian Saredia-Brayley – carries us to Lucy Porte’s ‘Bad Trip’ after which Paula Karanja brings ‘A Gift to Share’. Rounding out the jam session, Saredia-Brayley limns Phelisa Sikwata’s ‘Sinking HomeS’ and Hannah Maclennan closes the show with ‘Hurry Up! Our Song is Playing!’
© Wowbagger Productions 2025. All rights reserved.

Today in 1929 US Golden Age artist Joe Gallagher was born, as was James Vance (Kings in Disguise, Omaha the Cat Dancer, Aliens, Predator) in 1953, and Todd Nauck (Young Justice, Spider-Man) in 1971.

In1867 Britain and the world lost pioneering cartoonist/caricaturist/political commentator Charles H. Bennett, and in 2002 Stan Pitt (officially the first Australian artist with original material published US  comic books – The Witching Hour #14 & Boris Karloff – Tales of Mystery # 33!) who ghosted Al Williamson’s Secret Agent Corrigan in 1969 and 1972. Also, in 2009 we lost the great unsung Frank Springer (Secret Six, Nick Fury, Agent of SHIELD, Phoebe Zeit-Geist, The Dazzler, Friday Foster, Rex Morgan M.D., Mary Perkins on Stage, The Incredible Hulk newspaper strip).

In 1958 Goscinny & Uderzo’s Oumpah-pah debuted in Le Journal de Tintin.

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Megalomaniacs: The Invasion Begins!


By Jamie Smart, with Sammy Borras, coloured by John Cullen (David Fickling Books)
ISBN: 978-1-78845-384-4 (PB)

Everybody loves rampaging monsters right? So what happens when someone too clever for his own good wants a go at the old traditional yarn-spinning and combines thrills and chills with manic intervention, all-ages cheeky vulgarity and excessive invention?

That’s right, kids – you get Megalomaniacs!

The Next Big Thing (that’s irony there, but you won’t get it yet) from multi award-winning cartoon wizard, comics artist and old-fashioned novelist Jamie Smart (Bunny vs. Monkey, Flember Looshkin – the Adventures of the Maddest Cat in the World!!, Max & Chaffy, Fish Head Steve!, Corporate Skull, Space Raoul, and many brilliant strips for The Beano, Dandy and others) is vividly vibrant, compellingly contagious comics nonsense in the grand manner which feels sublimely nostalgic to old attention-stunted duffers like me, who also demand constant engagement and entertainment… and bright shiny colours…

Yet another magnificent graduate of UK kids periodical The Phoenix, this unsavoury-starred silly saga thematically resembles the wonder years of fantasy yarns: delivering a series of wicked spoofs of Silver Age superhero comics liberally ladled with classic B-movie sci fi schmutter…

In the dark of night over go-getting metropolis Bobbletown, the sky is lit with sinister sky-fire as a rain of asteroids delivers fiercely competitive monsters and mechanoids to menace our already-embattled planet. Constantly-warring rival conquerors irregularly arrive, all intent on making our world theirs. The assorted fiercely combative rivals are fantastically powerful beasts, boggles, robots, devils and worse… but are also unfortunately quite teeny-weeny and have some trouble making themselves feared, obeyed or even noticed… at first…

Rendered as complete insert minicomics – complete with dramatically deceptive covers! – the legend of the Megalomaniacs opens with super special prologue chapter ‘They Came From Outer Spaaace!’ and features an “Idiot Human” and “Some Pigs” who become spectators/victims/participants in the advent of our future overlords. Primary peril is laser-emitting, mesmerising Queen Eyeball arriving mere moments before her despised archfoe Lord Skull and who immediately does battle with the mystical space vampire… until rowdy robot ravager Crusher crashes to Earth and joins the fight.

These marauding terrors from beyond the stars are insanely single-minded and awesomely powerful and just keep coming, as seen in ‘Welcome to the Town of Bobbletown’ wherein catastrophically cute Cyber Kitten joins the ever-expanding melee, but is equally unprepared for the beguiled response of the cretinous colossi stomping about and “aww cu-uuute”…

The witless humans are less sanguine when another meteor delivers bug bloodsucker Mozzz who pillages their plasma in ‘Prangs for the Memory!’ prior to icily animated gruesome gelato taste-treat Mister Scoopy bending minds through the massed morons’ tastebuds in ‘Oh, What a Meltdown!’ after which extraterrestrial oik/bovver boy from beyond The Fist belts Lord Skull and late-arriving literal hottie Sun-Girl in ‘Who Will Escape… the Hand of Fate?’

Tiny tyrants trying to topple Earth, the invaders experience ‘A Bad Case of the Sniffles!’ when ambulatory ambulance-filler The Sickness plagues the already-engaged Megalomaniacs in beleaguered Bobbletown, before the beaches disgorge diminutive diabolist demon of the depths K-Thulu in ‘The Wet Terror!’ after which human resistance is mustered by school nerds the Bobbletown Science Club (Rosie, Debbie & Fibius). They contest Crusher, whose plan to ‘Destroy All Science!’ is proved to be a non-starter…

‘Stay Cool!’ sees star-borne snowball Chillax mutate into a so-far-from-massive marauding  snowman after which the duelling dilemmas detail ‘The (Not So) Great Escape!’ as the already entrenched  old foes meet hirsute newcomer The Hound prior to a petite pause as Bonus comic ‘A Wheel-y Good Idea’ sees Lord Skull find a better way to keep his cumbersome coffin close before we segue into ‘Unicool vs The Fist’ wherein a new pointy headed horsey horror who’s good with rainbows blasts down to kick up a fuss…

‘A Beautiful Day on the Farm!’ introduces spoiled-brat smarty-pants Riley who thinks the invaders are perfect pets… until Grandpa becomes the latest meat-chariot for Queen Eyeball.

As alliances form, shift and inevitably shatter, ‘What a Hot-Head!’ greets explosive new guy Bombybo who scuppers his own bid for stardom by making a fireworks shop his lair even as Cyber Kitten and The Hound endure a rematch in ‘The Fur and the Fury!’ and the mechanical misanthrope gets a bizarre, gender-challenging upgrade into deadly debutante Posh Crusher! in ‘How Delightful!’ whilst ‘Bob, the Invisible Blob!’ debuts and almost bows out when Chillax ambushes him…

Things get nasty in ‘Slime for a Bite!’ as Zombie Mary stumbles into town in search of new – but necessarily living – fwends: an offer Lord Skull and Chillax are delighted to decline, before the star voyagers discover the delights of go karts in ‘Mega Racers’ and the Mayor of Bobbletown gets organised enough to mount a resistance effort…

Things get really dicey in ‘How My Invasion Began by The Goofy Carrot!’ when the smartest vegetable in the universe co-opts the local observatory, whilst ‘Sun-Girl!’ stops humanity’s mass-escape to Croydon but still finds ‘Time to Shine!’ after barbarous oaf Gurf literally hits town and Zombie Mary shambles back still craving ‘Fwends!’ to boss about in the local human school.

Still keen to corner the paralyzing fear concession, Lord Skull overdoes things with his ‘Spooky Scheming!’ and is overwhelmed when the Mayor retaliates in ‘Bobbletown Fights Back!’ With an astronomer doing science-y things with lasers, the advent of astral interloper The Sandwich is missed by most, but not the hairy space horror Terry Beard who determines that ‘Everyone Looks Better… With a Beard!’ His Megalomaniac cohort disagree but what do they know, really?

The closest thing to space Satan surfaces next as corrupting conjuror Shazm-o! goes to birthday party and confirms the sense of the adage ‘Don’t Try This At Home!’

‘The Pigeon’s Barely in the Episode!’ – but Riley is – and observes Eyeball’s elevation to bad beast Oculus (the All-Seeing Eye!) in time to team up with other, lesser alien outcasts, prompting ‘A Brief Recap – Riley, Saviour of the World!’ as the united contestants war against the peepy blinder. Sadly, they soon learn ‘None Shall Escape… the All-Seeing Eye of Oculus!’ and it’s all up to Riley and her favourite heavy kitchen utensil to save the day and the world…

The crisis may have passed but there are still tales to tell such as late-maturing saga ‘If You Cheese!’ as Riley and her chastened new pals meet animated fearsome fromage Stink-o just before Halloween Special ‘What Spooks the Spooksters?’ sees all concerned, very concerned indeed, when deadly drop-in Pumkinella starts marshalling her arcane forces, after which the terrors temporarily terminate in ‘Meanwhile, Back on the Farm!’ as body-hogging Queen Eyeball (nee Oculus) merges with Grandpa again to form the mesmerising Meatbag, but forgets to stay away from the pigs at feeding time…

As always, wrapping up these sidereal shenanigans and cosmic contumely are opportunities to gt involved via activities offered under the aegis of the Phoenix Comics Club. Bring paper, pencils and you to a compact online course in all aspects of comic strip creation supervised by Jamie Smart detailing ‘How to draw Lord Skull’, ‘Zombie Mary’ and ‘The Goofy Carrot’ , before closing with an extensive plug for the aforementioned Phoenix Comics Club website complete with instant access via a QR code, plus previews of other treats and wonders available from M Smart and The Phoenix, to wind down from all that cosmic furore…

Another book for your kids to explain to you, Megalomaniacs is a zany zenith of absurdist all-ages (and species) cage-fighting delight, whacked up on weird wit, brilliant invention and superb cartooning, all crammed into one eccentrically excellent package. Make your move now if you think you’re hard to please enough…
Text and illustrations © Fumboo Ltd. 2026. All rights reserved.

Today in 1917, certified comics genius Sheldon Mayer (Sugar and Spike, all things DC) was born as were Doggyguard creator Michel Rodrigue in 1961, Mark (Northguard) Shainblum and James (London’s Dark, Starman) Robinson in 1963, and Brad (Identity Crisis) Meltzer in 1971.

Reading wise, in 1961 Eric Roberts’ Winker Watson debuted today in The Dandy, David Sutherland’s Billie the Cat launched in 1967’s weekly Beano, and TV Action (the reboot of Countdown) began in 1972. In 1973, Zach Mosely’s The Adventures of Smilin’ Jack ended today, followed one year later by Go Nagai’s final instalment of robot revenge manga Cutey Honey. In 1997, 46 US strip creators traded places for a day in the unbelievably tricky but cool publishing event Comic Strip Switcheroo (AKA  the Great April Fools’ Day Comics Switcheroonie)…

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Was That Normal?


By Alex Potts (Avery Hill)
ISBN: 978-1-917355-25-4 (TPB/Digital edition)

Apparently a vast fraction of humanity do not have an inner monologue. Lucky them. That’s not the case for Philip who abides alone, inherently awkward in a seaside town. He works from his basement flat and spends all his time inside his head. Here that inner adjudicator finds fault, and he cruelly second-guesses himself without let or surcease unless he’s nailed down and tapping his keyboard for his remote working job…

His days are a roundabout of listening, peeking, and seeking to be unseen by his friendly, sweet old landlady/flat mate Caroline. It’s not her… it’s him…

Occasionally, when the walls close in, he breaks and goes for long walks. At the back or in anonymous corners of cafes and pubs he sees strangers then… but they also see Philip. How they react – or don’t – also torments and unsettles…

When not excoriating himself and poking his mind viciously, Philip admits to being lonely and responds like the last puppy in a litter whenever a stranger smiles at him. However, that next step – making contact – seems beyond him. Sometimes he goes to “his” café and listens to others chat and be friends, but its more about staying current than joining a crowd…

However, this solitary introverted existence starts wildly oscillating after Philip finally forces himself out of his comfortable holding pattern and goes to live-music pub The Quagmire. He sees a local band and somehow starts a painfully tenuous relationship with flighty, vivacious singer Gina. Despite himself,  he persists, meets others and trepidatiously extends his social circle.

…And then something happens, and so does another and it’s all out of control, and amidst the shouting in his head, sex and love (sort of) happens, but so does jealousy and bizarre death and he really, really should have stayed indoors…

Or has it all been worth it in the end?

Small, intimately human-scaled and drenched in whimsy, this is a compelling underdog yarn that despite being introspective, deeply ruminative and agonisingly self-exploratory, applies charm, sentiment and empathy to a growing problem and winningly displays the disenchantment and alienation driving the self-inflicted male loneliness epidemic undermining modern human relationships.

If you suffer crushing discomforts, miscommunications, and emotional misfires, but can’t bring yourself to open up – or know someone who is getting to that bad place – you can see what’s what right here and make your own plan guys. So please do…
© Alex Potts, 2026. All rights reserved.

Today in 1907 Chinese manhua pioneer Ye Qianyu (Mr. Wang) was born, followed in 1911 by US Golden Age mainstay Joe Sulman (Biff Bronson). Peruvian all-star Pablo Marcos (Conan, Star Trek: The Next Generation, everything) came along in 1937, and French artist F’Murr/Richard Peyzaret (Le Génie des alpages) in 1946.

We lost Mickey Mouse Sundays stalwart Manuel Gonzales in 1993, Spanish creator José Escobar Saliente (Zipi y Zape) one year later and the game-changing Italian illustrator Massimo Belardinelli (Dan Dare, Steel Claw, Star Trek, Flesh, Meltdown Man, Ace Trucking Co, Sláine, et al) in 2007.

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Dick Tracy: The Collins Casefiles volume 1


By Max Allan Collins & Rick Fletcher (Checker Books)
ISBN: 978-0-97416-642-1 (TPB)

This book includes Discriminatory Content included for dramatic effect.

Almost, sort of, Time for another anniversary celebration. Here’s a superb collection crying out for revival in either physical or digital forms. Time to agitate again against the publishing powers-that-be, I think…

Comics have a pretty good track record for creating household names. We could play the game of picking the most well-known fictional characters on Earth – usually topped by Sherlock Holmes, Mickey Mouse, Superman, Batman and Tarzan – and supplement the list with Popeye, Charlie Brown, Tintin, Spider-Man and – not so much now, but once definitely – Dick Tracy…

At the height of the Great Depression cartoonist Chester Gould sought fresh strip ideas. The story goes that as a decent guy incensed by the exploits of gangsters like Al Capone – who monopolised the front pages of contemporary newspapers – the callow scribbler settled upon the only way a normal man could fight thugs: Passion and Public Opinion…

Raised in Oklahoma, Gould was a Chicago resident and hated seeing his town in the grip of such wicked men, with far too many honest citizens beguiled by the gangsters’ charisma. He decided to pictorially get it off his chest with a procedural crime thriller that championed the ordinary cops who protected civilisation. He took his proposal – Plainclothes Tracy – to legendary newspaperman and Strips Svengali Captain Joseph Patterson, whose golden touch had already blessed The Gumps, Gasoline Alley, Little Orphan Annie, Winnie Winkle, Smilin’ Jack, Moon Mullins and Terry and the Pirates among others. Casting his gifted eye on the work, Patterson renamed the hero Dick Tracy, also revising his love interest into steady, steadfast girlfriend Tess Truehart.

The series launched on October 4th 1931 (so 95 and counting in mere months as the strip is still running today) as a Sunday addition to the Detroit Mirror, before spreading via Patterson’s Chicago Tribune Syndicate across the USA. It quickly grew into a monumental hit, with all the attendant media and merchandising hoopla that follows. Amidst toys, games, movies, serials, animated features, TV shows et al, the strip soldiered on, influencing generations of creators (like Bill Finger & Bob Kane) and entertaining millions of fans. Gould unfailingly wrote and drew the strip for decades until retirement in 1977.

The legendary lawman was a landmark creation who influenced not simply comics but the entirety of American popular fiction. Its signature use of baroque villains, outrageous crimes and fiendish death-traps pollinated the work of numerous strips (most notably Batman), shows and movies since then, whilst the indomitable Tracy’s studied, measured use – and startlingly accurate predictions – of crimefighting technology and techniques gave the world a taste of cop thrillers, police procedurals and forensic mysteries such as CSI decades before the modern true crime fascination took hold.

As with many creators in it for the long haul, the revolutionary 1960s were a harsh time for established cartoonists. Along with Milton Caniff’s Steve Canyon, Gould’s grizzled gang buster especially foundered in a social climate of radical change where popular slogans included “Never trust anybody over 21” and “Smash the Establishment”.

The strip’s momentum faltered, perhaps as much from the move towards science fiction (Tracy shifted jurisdiction into space and the character Moon Maid was introduced) and even more improbable, Bond-movie style villains as any perceived “old-fashioned” attitudes. Even the introduction of more minority and women characters and hippie cop Groovy Groove couldn’t stop the rot. However, the feature soldiered on regardless…

Max Allen Collins is a hugely prolific and best-selling author of both graphic novels (Road to Perdition, CSI, Batman, Mike Mist, Ms. Tree) and prose thriller series featuring crime-creations Nathan Heller, Quarry, Nolan, Mallory, Krista Larson, Mike Hammer and a veritable pantheon of others. When Gould retired from the Tracy strip, the young author (nearly 30!) won the prestigious role as scripter, and promptly took the series back to its roots for a breathtaking 11-year run, ably assisted by Gould as consultant even as his chief artistic assistant Rick Fletcher was promoted to full illustrator.

This criminally scarce but splendidly enthralling monochrome paperback compilation opens with publisher Mark Thompson’s informative Introduction ‘Flatfoot’, and offers a frankly startling ‘Dick Tracy Timeline’ listing series achievements and innovations from 1931 to 1988 even before the captivating Cops-&-Robbers clashes recommence with Collin’s inaugural adventure.

‘Angeltop’s Last Stand’ (3rd January – March 12th 1978) rapidly sidelined fantastical science fiction trappings (Tracy’s adopted son Junior had previously married aforementioned astral princess Moon Maid) whilst reviving grittily ultra-violent suspense as old friend Vitamin Flintheart is targeted for assassination. With the senior detective’s assistants Sam Catchem and Lizz Worthington on the case, it’s soon clear the assault is part of a scheme to make Tracy suffer. Solid investigation turns up two suspects, relatives of old – and expired – enemies Flattop Jones and The Brow confirming familial revenge is the motive…

Sadly, the Police Department’s resources are inadequate to prevent aggrieved daughter Angeltop Jones and the new Brow from abducting Tracy. Tragically for the vengeful felons, the grizzled crimebuster might be old but is still inventive and indomitable, and a cataclysmic confrontation leads to a fatal conflagration at the place of Flattop’s demise…

The next tale features an original Gould villain making a surprise comeback in the ‘Return of Haf-and-Haf’ (March 13th – June 11th) wherein manic murder-fiend Tulza Tuzon – whose left profile had been hideously scarred with acid – is released from the asylum, seemingly rehabilitated by modern psychology and groundbreaking plastic surgery…

Of course, only his face was fixed and the fiend quickly tries to murder ex-fiancée Zelda – who had betrayed him to the cops a decade previously. Tracy is on hand to save her, but unable to prevent Zelda from enacting grisly retribution on her attacker, leaving Tuzon woefully in need of fresh cosmetic repair. Naturally, the unscrupulous surgeon who fixed him on the State’s dime wants a huge amount of clandestine cash to repeat the procedure and the stage is soon set for doom and tragedy on a Shakespearean scale…

This first Collins collection concludes with an epic minor classic harking back to Tracy’s first published case. ‘Big Boy’s Revenge’ – AKA ‘Big Boy’s Open Contract’ – ran from 12th June 1978 to January 2nd 1979, detailing the unexpected return of the thinly-disguised Al Capone analogue Tracy had sent to prison at the very start of his career.

Decades later Big Boy, still a member of the crime syndicate known as The Apparatus, has been diagnosed with terminal cancer and wants to take with him the copper who first brought him down. Ignoring and indeed eventually warring with other Apparatus chiefs, the dying Don puts a $1,000,000 contract on Tracy’s head and lies back to watch the fireworks as a horde of hitmen and women zero in on the blithely unaware Senior Detective…

The resulting collateral damage costs the hero one of his nearest and dearest, removes most of the strip’s accumulated sci fi trappings and firmly reset the scenario in the grim and gritty world of contemporary crime. The Good Guys triumph in the end, but the cost is shockingly high for a family strip…

Dick Tracy has always been a fantastically readable feature and this potent return to first principles is a terrific way to ease yourself into his stark, no-nonsense, Tough-Love, Hard Justice world. Comics just don’t get better than this…
© Checker Book Publishing Group 2003, an authorized collection of works © Tribune Media Services, 1978, 1979. All characters and distinctive likenesses thereof are trademarks of Tribune Media Services. All rights reserved.

Born today in 1888, Canadian cartoonist J.R. Williams (Out Our Way sharing the natal event with iconic European grand master Edgar P. Jacobs (The U Ray, Blake and Mortimer) in 1904, Tex Blaisdell (Superman, Batman, Little Orphan Annie) in 1920 and Raymond Macherot (Clifton, Chlorophylle, Sibylline) in 1924.

In 2008 we lost the ubiquitous and splendid Jim Mooney (Spider-Man, Tommy Tomorrow, Supergirl, Legion of Super-Heroes) whilst in reading matters, today in 1985 saw the 1555th and final issue of UK weekly Tiger come and forever go, as did comedy comic Whoopee! – a prized UK chuckle choice since 1974.

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The Little Prince – A Graphic Novel adapted from the book by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry


By Joann Sfar, with colours by Brigitte Findakly, translated by Sarah Ardizzone (SelfMadeHero)
ISBN: 978-1-914224-46-1 (HB)

This book includes Discriminatory Content included for dramatic effect.

The Little Prince was written by warrior, aeronaut, aristocrat, illustrator and auteur Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Published in 1943 in the US in French & English, and again posthumously in1946 (as the pilot/writer had been Missing; Presumed Dead for two years), it became a glabally popular classic. You should read it in the language of your choice. It’s been adapted into every form of human expression and never failed to impress or deeply move.

In 2008 Joann Sfar adapted it to his preferred medium, and Le Petit Prince: d’après d’oeuvre d’Antoine de Saint-Exupéry was published by Gallimard Jeunesse. In the 80th anniversary year since the original book took off, SelfMadeHero celebrate the event with a fabulous, augmented edition to simply wallow in.

As well as fully re-presenting Sfar’s bold interpretation this tome also offers a fully updated translation and includes a ‘Timeline’ for Antoine de Saint-Exupéry and his creations, and from Ardizzone herself a concluding ‘Translator’s Note – The Reader Perched on Your Shoulder’ to accompany the now-traditional creators’ biographies as closing ‘Authors’ section.

You’ve heard this before and its’s still utterly true, some things you don’t talk about, you just do, and this mesmerising adaptation is the very epitome of that. Here’s all you get from me…

In the African desert an aviator strives to repair his downed plane. The work is hard, his head hurts and he doesn’t really know what he’s doing. He always wanted to be an artist, not a flier doomed to die of thirst and loneliness in blistering heat…

Abruptly his prospects change as a strange, golden-haired boy asks him to draw a sheep…

Soon the politely engaging lad is keeping him company as he works: telling of the strange small planet he came from, the oddly toxic relationship that compelled him to leave, and the bizarre individuals he met in his travels through space to Earth. Companionship is welcome, even if the shared tales are dolorous and often painful and distressing to hear, but as the aviator adapts to the fact that he probably won’t make it, he increasingly fears for the mournful child. The Little Prince claims to be preparing to return to his small world and lost inamorata, but only seems to be courting the company of the deadly, poisonous reptiles that abound in the arid wastelands…

In a place most folks don’t visit anymore, there’s a secret list of all the books and stories one needs to read to be considered a human being. This is on it (quite near the top, in fact) and, even as radically re-imagined as it was been here by Sfar, demands your attention and consideration.

So go do that then. Vite! Vite!
© Gallimard Jeunesse, 2008. English translation © Sarah Ardizzone, 2010, 2026. All rights reserved.

Yesterday in 1962 Swedish comics maven Joakim Lindgren was born, but in 1957, we lost Jack Butler Yeats, creator of Chublock Holmes in Comic Cuts (arguably the first comic book serial), Underground Commix mega-star Dave Sheridan in 1982, Italian comics stalwart Nicola Del Principe (Le Justicier Masqué, Tom and Jerry) in 2002 and in 2013 Spanish/Argentine artist, cartoonist, animator and publisher Manuel García Ferré.

Yesterday in 1991, iconoclastic UK all-star comic Toxic began: running until October 24 of that year and introducing many cool characters such as Accident Man, The Bogie Man and Marshal Law.

Today in 1901, foundational Croatian comics artist Andrija Maurovi? (Empress of the Netherworld, Beware the Hand from Senj) was born, as was Mark Trail cartoonist Jack Elrod in 1924, and UK scribbler David Austin (Hom Sap) in 1935. Trail-blazing Wayne Howard (first US creator to be cover-credited for a strip series) was born in 1949, Val Mayerik (Howard the Duck co-creator) one year later, Marc Silvestri in 1958 and Jim Mahfood (Clerks, Grrl Scouts, Spider-Man, The Further Adventures of One Page Filler Man, Carl, The Cat That Makes Peanut Butter Sandwiches) in 1975. In 1983, Gene Ahern’s 60-year run on legendary strip Our Boarding House ended with its cancelation. Two years later Kerry Drake creator Alfred Andriola died, followed in 2007 by writer Leslie Waller, co-creator (with Arnold Drake & Matt Baker) of the “first US Original Graphic Novel” It Rhymes with Lust (St John Press Picture Novel, 1950).

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Pandora in Puzzlevale: (volume 2) Call of the Crow


By Paul Duffield, Poqu, Siobhan McKenna & various (DFB/Phoenix)

ISBN: 978-1-78845-3769 (TPB)

These days, kids are more likely to find their formative strip narrative experiences online or in specially tailored graphic novels than the anthological, pick ‘n’ mix of pictorial periodicals that defined my long-dead youth. Such was not always the case, but at least comics like The Phoenix are still plugging away, blending the best of the old days with modern appurtenances of all types, just like this splendid sequel saga, culled from the sagacious periodical’s pages.

Pandora in Puzzlevale: The Secret Town debuted a comic strip mystery that progressed as our plucky protagonist solved assorted tests and conundra to recover the parents who had vanished from her side as they all enjoyed a little road trip.

It began as the aspiring crimebuster and Detective Crow C fan was dragged from her comic long enough to realise the tedious drive to their holiday home had been paused. Although the route to the much-anticipated “secrets-themed” village seemed straightforward, the road was long, winding and confusing. When heavy mists descended and the satnav packed in, Mum & Dad pulled up at a petrol station for directions. Engrossed in reading, Pandora eventually looked up to discover she was all alone. Her parents were gone…

Her catalogue of confusion and casebook of ratiocinative deduction filled up quickly as she was drawn into a schema apparently designed to test her physical and mental abilities. That meant taking up precarious residence in a strange hamlet with all odd cons: somewhere everyone had a secret that they wouldn’t share unless Pandora played their games…

In case you’re still wondering, this book – like its predecessor – is all about active participation. By accessing these pages and selecting an action at a critical moment in each episode, you/Pandora are directed to another page to experience the ramifications of that choice. The final objective is still to find the folks uncover the nested truths of the village… and escape Puzzlevale… but it’s you who will be doing the work.

In-world, seemingly helpful people are plentiful in the mist-shrouded village – like fortune tellers, tea shop staff, rambling bystanders and potential witness/gossip Granny Garnett and enigmatic rhymer Rita Idyll, but most welcoming and useful is a were-wolfly hotel clerk. Max/Monster Max is positively friendly but in truth everyone’s motives and accounts are unverifiable and not to be trusted, so Pandora is ultimately left to fend for herself.

At least in this very strange and mutable place, she increasingly has Magically Real Detective Crow by her side and steering her path, and relative stability in a room at local hotel The Veil. Pandora’s methodology includes clue finding, location identification, map-making, maze-defeating, symbol deciphering, wordsearch weaving, witness statement verifying, code-breaking, rune reading, message translating, riddle-solving, character assessing, crossword completing, key & lock retrieving, object unearthing, back-story compiling and comparison testing as well as frequent odd behaviour explanation, with facts meticulously forming a working hypothesis and dictating her plan of action: all jotted down in her trusty, ever-present notebook. She needs all that and more, this time…

After a moody recap, the next morning sees Pandora and her crow companion reviewing the case and wishing the ever-encroaching mists would let up, before a querulous, decision-loaded morning learning the hotelier’s secrets from Max’s sister ensues. This belatedly occurs in The Grand Gardens of Blatherwick Manor. However, getting to the silent sibling means foiling snooty question master/butler Reeves, and steadfast truth obstacle/fount of knowledge Lord Blatherwick…

As unceasing enigmas unfold. Pandora and former fictional detective Crow Boy join new ally (or is she?) Aunty Amethyst in overcoming intellectual and physical challenges, but there are so many! She still hasn’t solved the old ones, like why do the buildings shift, and why do so many wear masks and all-concealing costumes? It isn’t long before she decides “when in Rome…”

Pandora’s quest is divided into 25 sequential ‘Mysteries’ undertaken across four chapters – ‘Trapped in Puzzlevale’, ‘A Family Secret’, ‘Bridging the Divide, and ‘To Raven City’ – each with its own set of tests and challenges contributing to a Big Picture solution, but even after Pandora completes them, she’s left with more to solve and another weird path to follow…

Now with an abrupt hard-earned elevation to official status, magical transformation and the end in clear sight, how can this be anything but To Be Continued…

Pandora in Puzzlevale: Call of the Crow is the second in a serialised sleuth-fest offering a dazzling display of cartoon virtuosity and brain-busting challenges co-composed by writer/art director Paul Duffield, graphic staging scenarist Poqu & illustrator Siobhan McKenna. Their compelling blend of Story! Games! & Action! offers beguiling mystery to be unravelled in the manner of multiple-choice decisions and all there in the irresistible shape of entertaining pictures. How much cooler can a book get?

Well, quite a lot actually, since this tome devotes posterior pages to related activities and features offered under the aegis of the Phoenix Comics Club. Here are tips by Duffield & McKenna on ‘Drawing Crow Boy’, ‘Building blocks’ to ‘Final details’ as well as how to craft puzzles, whilst Poqu shares constructing ‘Secret woodland’, before we conclude with a full list of solutions, clues and hints in closing glimpses at ‘The Final Mystery’ and ‘Pandora’s Notes’…

Bring paper, pencils and your intellectual A-game, and have the time of your life…
Text and illustrations © The Phoenix Comic, 2026. All rights reserved.

Today in 1893 Josette Frank was born. Go look her up now. She earned it. In 1901 Carl Barks was born. Absolutely him too.

If you’re not all worthied out, Hy Eisman (who walked in giants’ footsteps on Popeye and Katzenjammer Kids) arrived in 1927 as did writer/entrepreneur/ publisher/agent Mike Friedrich in 1947.

We lost attorney, psychologist and Wonder Woman co-creator Elizabeth Holloway Marston today in 1993 – so look her up too – as well as Dick Giordano who died in 2010. Italian spaghetti westerner Leone Cimpellin AKA “Ghilbert” (Red Carson, Casey Ruggles, Jonny Logan) bit his last bullet in 2017.

In 1982 Eagle relaunched in Britain. It was pretty good, had lots of cool contributors, but just wasn’t the same…

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The Boondocks: Because I Know You Don’t Read the Newspapers (volume 1)


By Aaron McGruder (Andrews McMeel)
ISBN: 978-0-7407-0609-7 (TPB/Digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times. This book also includes Discriminatory Content included for satirical and comedic effect.

Unlike editorial cartooning, newspaper comic strips generally prospered by avoiding controversy. Other than a few notable exceptions – such as the mighty Doonesbury – daily and Sunday gag continuities aimed at keeping their readers amused and complacent.

Such was not the case with Aaron McGruder’s brilliant and so-much missed The Boondocks.

The strip ran from February 8th 1996 and officially ended – despite promises of a swift return – with the February 28th 2006 instalment. Episodes apparently popped up on social media for a month or so after that. You might have seen the adapted animated version on Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim some years ago…

The feature was created for pioneer online music website Hitlist.com and quickly began a print incarnation in Hip-Hop magazine The Source. On December 3rd, it started appearing in national periodical The Diamondback but, after an editorial bust-up, McGruder pulled the strip in March 1997. Nevertheless, it thrived as it was picked up by Universal Press Syndicate. Launched nationally, The Boondocks had over 300 client subscribers, reaching – and so often offending – millions of readers every day. Such was the content and set-up that the strip was regularly dropped by editors, and complaints from readers were pretty much constant.

What could possibly make a cartoon continuity such a lightning rod yet still have publishers so eager to keep it amongst their ever-dwindling stable of strip stars?

The Boondocks was always fast, funny, thought-provoking, funny, ferociously socially aware and created for a modern black readership. And Funny.

The series never sugar-coated anything – except obviously the utterly unacceptable curse of immodest language – whilst bringing contemporary issues of race to the table every day. This was a strip Afro-American readers wanted to peruse… even if they didn’t necessarily agree with what was being said and seen.

The narrative premise was deceptively sitcom-simple, but hid a potent surprise in its delivery. Huey Freeman is an incredibly smart, savvy and well-informed African American youngster. He spent his formative years on Chicago’s South Side, immersed in black history; philosophy of power; radical and alternative politics and “The Streets”. His little brother Riley is mired in Hip-Hop and the trappings of Gangsta Rap. Yet suddenly one day they are both whisked out of their comfort zone as their grandfather Robert assumes custody of them, and moves the whole family to whiter-than-white suburb Woodcrest in semi-rural Maryland.

It’s mutual culture shock of epic proportions all both sides…

Huey (proudly boasting that he’s named for Black Panther co-founder Dr Huey Percy Newton) perpetually expounds radical rhetoric and points out hypocrisy of the well-meaning but inherently patronising all-Caucasian township, but saves equal amounts of hilarious disgust and venom for those overbearing, overhyped aspects of modern Black Culture he regards as stupid, demeaning or self-serving…

Riley mostly likes scaring them oh-so-polite white folks…

In this initial paperback monochrome collection (there’s also a Treasury edition with Sundays in full colour) we see material from April 19th 1999 to January 29th 2000, which includes a potent Foreword from Hip-Hop Activist and Media Assassin Harry Allen. He points out the way we’ve all managed to stop actual progress on issues of race by politely agreeing to not talk about them…

Property values start to wobble just a bit when Huey and Riley arrive in Woodcrest but at least disquiet is mutual. The place really freaks them out: the air is clean, there are no tagged walls or take-out stores, and old white people keep coming up to say hello. The first semblance of normality occurs when another new family moves in next door. Thomas and Sarah Dubois are woolly liberals: yuppy lawyers and Woodcrest’s first interracial couple, and – although she doesn’t understand any of the stuff Huey taunts her with – their daughter Jazmine is the suburb’s third black child… ever. She never thought of herself as any colour, but Huey is determined to raise her consciousness – when he’s not taking her establishment-conditioned dad to task on what colour he actually is…

Huey’s far less keen on the attentions of Cindy McPhearson, the little girl from school who has fully embraced TV’s version of Black Culture. She wants to meet – and be – Snoop Doggy Dogg. She hasn’t heard the term “Wigga” yet and Huey ain’t doing nothing but avoiding her: a tricky proposition as she sits behind him in class asking dumb questions.

The boys enrolling at Edgar J. Hoover Elementary School caused a few sleepless nights for Principal Williams but he cleverly borrowed a some videos (use google if you must, but it’s just an old way of having movies in your room) – Menace II Society, Shaft’s Big Score – to get him up to speed on the special needs of “inner city ghetto youth” and is confident his terrified teachers can handle any possible hurdles a variance in backgrounds might cause…

Don’t go away under the misapprehension that The Boondocks is a strident polemical diatribe, drowning in its own message. First and foremost, this is a strip about kids growing up, just like Bloom County, The Perishers, Peanuts or Calvin and Hobbes. Some of the most memorable riffs come from the boys’ reactions to the release of the Star Wars: Episode I (although admittedly, Jar Jar Binks gets a fully-deserved roasting for that alien/ethnic Minstrel performance), the worthlessness of high-priced merchandise and the insipid, anodyne street names. At least here, Riley and his paint spray cans can help out…

As the year progresses we also see outrageous takes on Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas as well as the boys’ investigation of the Santa Clause and Kwanza scenarios and their own hysterical Inner City, Keepin’ It Real alternative to all those manufactured holidays and causes…

Smart, addictive and still with a vast amount to say The Boondocks is a strip you need to see if you cherish speaking Wit as well as Truth to Power…
The Boondocks © 2000 by Aaron McGruder. All rights reserved.

Today in 1948 Spanish maestro José Luis García-López was born, as was equally polished superstar Brian Bolland in 1951. 1988 saw the passing of Swedish cartoonist, Journalist and strip maker Jan-Erik Garland.

In 1972 Tom Batiuk’s Funky Winkerbean began, whilst 1995 saw the end of Berkeley Breathed’s Outland after six gloriously bizarre years and, by most accounts, the last ever The Boondocks strip by Aaron McGruder in 2006.

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The Dancing Plague


By Gareth Brookes (SelfMadeHero)
ISBN: 978-1-910593-98-1 (PB/Digital edition)

Plagues, disasters and mysteries are, quite understandably, on everyone’s minds at the moment. What’s become clear over the last few years is that we all react in different ways to something genuinely too big for mortals to cope with – especially those brightly coloured Idiots-In-Charge, universally elected almost everywhere by us idiots who aren’t…

For auteur extraordinaire Gareth Brookes, the earlier annus horribilis of enforced confinement caused by CoVid involved a deep delve back into history; unto a strikingly different contagion that shook contemporary civilisation and tried the patience, initiative and abilities of the authorities.

It also gave him the perfect arena to examine other societal ills we haven’t cured or properly addressed – such as the role and increasing vile treatment of women; the overwhelming disruptive and corrosive power of dogma and the perpetual inescapable corruption of those at the top by the very power they wield on our behalf.

Brookes is a Capital-A Artist, printmaker, textile creator and educator who learned his craft(s) at the Royal College of Art and who has subsequently appeared in ArtReview; Kus; The British Library’s Comics Unmasked exhibition and numerous classrooms and lecture theatres as inspirational teacher. He began literally crafting comics in 2015 with astounding, disturbing and hilarious epic The Black Project, and followed up two years later with an equally incisive take on perceptual disability: A Thousand Coloured Castles. His latest off-kilter gem was an adaptation of Izaak Walton’s The Compleat Angler (patience! we’ll get there one day).

The Dancing Plague also harks back to a time far removed, but one so-clearly beset with familiar problems, devilishly demonstrating how humanity has barely changed in spite of the passing centuries, a massive shift in dominant worldview and what we’ll graciously call major advances in understanding of the universe and our place in it…

From the 11th century onward, Central European historians and clerics detailed outbreaks of spontaneous, uncontrolled dancing – “choreomania” – which initially gripped and compelled women to prance and cavort without stopping. Causing great injury and always spreading to children, men and apparently, in some cases livestock, these outbreaks were far beyond the ability of civic leaders, theologians or physicians to cure… or even adequately contain.

With instances cited all over the Holy Roman Empire from Saxony to Italy, the fictionalised tale here concentrates on the well-documented outbreak afflicting citizens of Strasbourg, Alsace (now in France) in June 1518, which followed in the wake of a far more well-known pestilence – the Black Death.

Mary is an extraordinary girl gripped by revelations and visions: either a disruptive pawn of devils or the chosen mouthpiece of an outraged Lord and Saviour Jesus. Whatever the cause, she glimpses hidden truths and is compelled to expose the hypocrisy and corruption of high-ranking churchmen who betray their vows and faith. From near-death at her outraged and terrified father’s hands, via a truly unwise ineffective vocational stint as a nun who can’t stay silent, to abused wife and mother, Mary speaks out, steps out and is suitably reviled and punished for it. Happily, something supernatural is keeping an eye on her…

Despite proof of miracles, rampant death, hunger and uncanny phenomena, Mary and her children abide and endure in acceptable normality until one day her drunken husband reports how he saw their neighbour Frau Troffea capering and hopping about in the street. What Mary sees is a woman pulled and bent by the gleefully malign ministrations of demons…

And so, another period of panic, intolerance and governmental ineptitude commences, with as usual tragic consequences for those at the bottom of the social hierarchy who get the chance to be scapegoated and gaslit yet again…

Episodically ducking and diving between 4th June 1500 and an Epilogue set in March 1527, the grand dance unfolds and who knows where or how it will end?

Deeply unsettling, earthily, gloriously vulgar in the manner of the Boccaccio’s Decameron or proper, unexpurgated Chaucer; outrageously witty and slyly admonitory, The Dancing Plague is rendered with (I’m assuming positively therapeutic) mastery in invitingly multicoloured, multi-layered linework reminiscent of woodblock prints, generated by “pyrographic” (inscribed with heated drawing tools) and painstakingly-sewn embroidery. As I’ve said in previous reviews, it’s like nothing you’ve ever seen and serves to form an equally unique narrative.

Preceded by a context-establishing Foreword by Anthony Bale – Professor of Medieval Studies, Birkbeck, University of London – providing all the factual background necessary to understand and enjoy this terpsichorean treat and details on two remarkable female historical figures whose lives inspired this yarn (sorry/mea culpa: I’m weak and couldn’t resist), this is graphic triumph no fan of the medium or social redeemer should miss.
Text and images © 2021 Gareth Brookes. All rights reserved.

Congratulations to Kit Anderson and Avery Hill Publishing as Second Shift made the final cut of nominations for the prestigious Nebula Awards. 2026 is the debut year for the Nebula Award graphic novel category, so check out the book, scope out the competition and come back in June for the canapes, clingy dresses, cheers and crying bit…

Day before yesterday in 1912 vas born German of many talents Franz-Werner Richter-Johnsen (Detektiv Schmidtchen), as were French cartoonists Raymond Maric AKA Raymond Chiavarino in 1927 and in 1951 Plantu (Jean Plantureux). In 1955, US cartoonist Kevin Kallaugher came along, and in 1977 we lost Superman Studio first ranker Ed Dobrotka (and initial visualizer of The Toyman). Finally it wasn’t until today in 1991 that 2000 AD finally went full-colour. You kids don’t know you’ve bin borne…

Yesterday in 1892 Tarzan artist and Turok co-creator Rex Maxon was born, just like artist/cartoonist/animation legend Joseph Barbera was in 1911 and all-rounder Bill Wray in 1956. Eerily connected by Hellblazer, Glenn Fabry was born in 1961 and Steve Pugh in 1966. In 1984 seminal UK horror weekly Scream! premiered on this date whilst in 2007 we lost master draughtsman Marshall Rogers (Batman, Howard the Duck, Cap’n Quick & A Foozle, Coyote, GI Joe).

Today in 1887, strip pioneer and comedy goldminer Robert Quillen (Willie Willis, Aunt Het) was born in Syracuse, Kansas. In 1972 UK Sci Fi licensed product weekly Countdown closed down for good, whilst Tom Batiuk’s controversial (look it up!) media strip John Darling began, running to 1991 when it was quite literally killed…