Nuts


By Gahan Wilson (Fantagraphics Books)
ISBN: 978-1-60699-454-2 (HB/Digital edition

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

Born on February 18th 1930 and dying November 21st 2019, Gahan Allen Wilson was an illustrator, cartoonist, essayist and author who always had his eyes and heart set on the future. According to Gary Groth, the artist/author grew up reading comic strips as much as fantasy fiction.

It always showed.

The mordantly macabre, acerbically wry and surreal draughtsman tickled funnybones and twanged nerves with his darkly dry graphic confections from the 1960s onwards; contributing superb spoofs, sparklingly horrific and satirically suspenseful drawings and strips and panels as a celebrated regular contributor in such major magazines as Playboy, Collier’s, The New Yorker and others. He also wrote cutting edge science fiction for Again Dangerous Visions, The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction, The Twilight Zone Magazine and Realms of Fantasy as well as contributing criticism, book and film reviews for them all.

In an extremely broad and long career he wore dozens of creative hats, even embracing the modern digital universe by creating – with Byron Preiss – his own supernatural computer game Gahan Wilson’s the Ultimate Haunted House.

When National Lampoon first began its devastatingly satirical (geez, do modern folk even recognize satire anymore?) all-out attack on the American Dream, Wilson was invited to contribute a regular strip to their comics section. His sublimely semi-autobiographical, darkly hilarious paean to lost childhood ran from 1972 and until 1981 and was collected as Nuts, another superb compilation from this publisher that you should own and share. Few people – me included – knew that during that period he also, apparently more for fun and relaxation than profit, produced his own syndicated Sunday strip feature. For two years – beginning on March 3rd 1974 – Gahan Wilson Sunday Comics appeared in a small cross-section of newspapers from Boston to Los Angeles and, as with all his work, it bucked a trend.

At a time when most cartoonists were seeking a daily continuity strip, building a readership and eking jokes out with sensible parsimony, Wilson let himself go hog-wild, generating a half-dozen or so single-shot gags every Sabbath, blending his signature weird, wild monsters, uncanny aliens and unsavoury scenes with straight family humour, animal crackers, topical themes and cynically socio-politically astute observations.

Looking at them here it’s clear to me that his intent was to have fun and make himself laugh as much or even more than his readership: capturing those moments when an idea or notion gave him pause to giggle whilst going about his day job…

I’m not going to waste time describing individual cartoons: there are just too many and despite being a fascinating snapshot of ancient life, they’re almost all still outrageously funny in the way and manner that Gary Larson’s Far Side was a scant six years later.

I will say that even whilst generating a storm of humorous, apparently unconnected one-offs, consummate professional Wilson couldn’t restrain himself and eventually the jokes achieved an underlying shape and tone with recurring motifs (clocks, beasts, wallpaper, etc), and features-within-the-feature such as The Creep and Future Funnies

Here, generally a single-page complete graphic epigram “star” a grotty little chubby homunculus dubbed The Kid. This fabulous monochrome (and occasionally colour) collection gathers that complete serial for collectors and potential addicts in a perfect package that readers will dip into over and over again.

Taking his lead from popular sickly-sweet strips about or starring little children and the brilliant but definitely not jejune Peanuts (which was populated, to all intents and purposes, with teeny-weeny neurotic middle-aged midgets), Wilson sought to do the exact opposite and attempt to access the fear, frustration, confusion and unalloyed joy of being a young, impressionable, powerless, curious and demanding…

… and magnificently succeeded.

Dense, claustrophobic, intense and trenchantly funny, these self-contained strips range from satire to slapstick to agonising irony, linking up over the years to form a fascinating catalogue of growing older in the USA: a fearfully faithful alternate view of childhood and most importantly, of how we adults choose to recall and process those distant days…

Each strip begins with the question “Remember how…?” or “One of the…” or some equally folksy enquiry before unveiling bafflement, bewilderment, night-terrors or a deeply-scarring embarrassment which haunts us till doomsday, all wrapped in a comradely band-of-brothers, shared-coping-mechanism whimsy that is both moving and quintessentially nostalgic.

Topics include the unremitting horror of germs; sudden death; being ill; inappropriate movies; forced visits; grandparents; things adults do that they don’t want you to see; unexplained noises; the butcher’s shop; accidents and rusty nails; things in closets; doctors and needles; dying pets; Santa Claus; seasonal disappointments; summer camp; sleep; bodily functions; school and lessons (two completely different things); fungus; bikes and toys; haircuts; comic books; deaths of relatives; hot weather; candy; overhearing things you shouldn’t; stranger danger; hobby-kits and glue; daydreaming; babies and so many other incomprehensible daily pitfalls on the treacherous path to maturity…

Peppered also with full page, hilariously annotated diagrams of such places of enduring childhood fascination as ‘The Alley’, ‘The Kit for Camp Tall Lone Tree’, ‘Mr. Schultz’s Cigar Store’, ‘The Movie Theater Seat’, ‘Table Set Up For Making Models’, ‘The Doctor’s Waiting Room’, ‘The Closet’, ‘The Sick Bed’ and ‘The Private Drawer’, this glorious procession also covers occasions of heartbreaking poignancy and those stunning, blue moon moments of serendipity and triumph when everything is oh-so-briefly perfect…

Complete with a 3-D strip and ‘Nuts to You’ – a comprehensive appreciation and history by Gary Groth – this funny, sad, chilling and sublimely true picture-passport to growing up is unmissable cartoon gold.
© Fantagraphics Books. All Nuts strips © 2011 Gahan Wilson. All rights reserved.

Today in 1917, Golden Age writer/editor Ruth Roche was born, followed by forgotten genius Joe Maneely in 1926, Gahan Wilson in 1930, Johnny Hart in 1931 and both comic book artist Doug Mahnke and cartoonist Mark Bodé in 1963.

We lost Belgian megastar and Marcinelle School founder Willy Maltaite (“Will”) in 2000 and lifelong multi-style achiever Bob Oksner in 2007.

Comics wise, UK standby Radio Fun (published since 1938) folded today in 1961 and Power Comic Fantastic launched today in 1967.

Toby and the Pixies volume 4 How to Be Cool!


By James Turner & Andreas Schuster, with Emily Kimball & Leanne Daphne (David Fickling Books)
ISBN: 978-1-788453-77-6 (TPB)

Way back in January 2012, Oxford-based David Fickling Books made a rather radical move by launching a traditional anthology comics weekly aimed at under-12s. It revelled in reviving the good old days of picture-story entertainment intent whilst embracing the full force of modernity in style and content.

To this day each issue features humour, adventure, quizzes, puzzles and educational material in a joyous parade of cartoon fun and fantasy. The Phoenix has successfully established itself as a potent source of children’s entertainment because, like Beano and Dandy, it is equally at home to boys and girls, and HAS mastered the magical trick of mixing amazingly action-packed adventure series with hilarious humour strip serials such as this one. Most of the strips have also become graphic collections; just like this one…

Crafted by James Turner (Star Cat, Super Animal Adventure Squad, Mameshiba, The Unfeasible Adventures of Beaver and Steve) and Canadian cartoonist/designer/animator Andreas Schuster (KLARA AND ANTON in PRIMAX Magazine), Toby and the Pixies began in January 2020 as I Hate Pixies and, once out of the compost bag of creative wonders, just wouldn’t stop. Those first forays were remastered and released as Toby and the Pixies: Worst King Ever! and follow-up fester forays Best Frenemies & Pixie Pandemonium!, charting the course of a nerdy boy at a nice school… until it all goes wrong…

Unappreciated, anxious 12-year-old Toby Cauldwell was resigned to and content with his meagre, second-rate friends, dedicated personal bullies, negative charisma levels and functional classroom invisibility at Suburbiton High School, but began rapidly shedding his appallingly uncool reputation the day after his electric-toaster-obsessed Dad ordered him to sort out their unruly, out-of-control back garden…

That’s when Toby discovered that wild, jungle-like urban wilderness was – unbeknownst to any mortal – the camouflaging screen for a fabulous fey realm. The ethereal, moist and rather mucky enclave had endured unseen in the green shambles of the Cauldwell backyard for countless ages. Now, thanks to an inept and inadvertent act of emancipation triggered by Toby kicking an unfortunately placed plaster garden gnome, the status quo forever altered. A tool of fate, the reluctant lad was instantly elevated to the position of supreme overlord, by dint of accidently yet totally obliterating the sitting tyrant. It was only for a hidden kingdom of magical morons, but they were really happy to be shot of their previous mad, mean, magical master…

As interpreted by the former King’s advisors – Royal Druid Mouldwarp, wise(ish) Lore Keeper/Potion Master Gatherwool and Toadflax (she eats stuff) – deliberately or otherwise, despatching King Thornpickle made Toby new absolute monarch. Pixie law also stated said ruler could do anything they wanted… a prospect so laden with responsibility that it made Toby weep with terror…

Just coming to terms with MAGIC actually existing, and that the ever-present freaky, anarchic imps can do it whilst still being absolute idiots and morons was awful enough, without also still having to survive school’s normal horrors. Thankfully, as the little odds and sods increasingly impinged and impacted on Toby’s life, education and prospects, they also turned school upside on a daily basis, and Toby’s fellow outcast Mo soon discovered the shocking secret of their existence. And he thought it was BRILLIANT!

In the short term it actually made things worse but now, apart from constant teasing and perpetual whining pleas to visit the magic kingdom, there is a fellow human King Toby can moan at. Two, actually, as snarky bully Steph also soon discovered the secret and has since proved to not be quite as awful as she might be…

That’s good because knowledge is a dangerous, trouble-causing thing, particularly as the Pixies are now everywhere and Toby’s succession triggered many problems: especially when magic-slime wielding Princess Sugarsnap – daughter of Thornpickle and rightful heir to a job Toby really, really doesn’t want – started a war to take back the throne Toby absolutely doesn’t want…

This fourth folio of foolishly foetid foofaraw opens with a fresh chance to get reacquainted with musty regulars Toby, Mo, Steph, Sugarsnap, Toadflax, Gatherwool & Mouldwarp in a comprehensive triple page intro. Then it’s back to school and off the deep end (or is it?) in ‘Chapter 1: T Train’ as Toby – under the Advisors’ suggestions and fed up with his old nickname (“Trousers”) – decides to reboot his image. Sadly, using magic to remove everyone’s memories of old Toby to make room for supercool “T-Train” is a complete disaster… as usual.

‘Chapter 2: Pet Project’ sees the rickety ruler granted extra responsibility – looking after the class goldfish – before disaster immediately strikes when it dies. No appreciable use (as usual!) the pixies take away the wrong message from Toby’s humiliating tragedy and over-explore the fascinating human notion of “pets” by concentrating on “can anybody be one…?”

Pixies are willing, compliant slaves to their King, so only chaos can result from Steph finally making overburdened Mouldwarp understand the concepts of consent and refusal in ‘Chapter 3: The More You “No”’. Rebellion can be an ugly thing to witness…

Social horror blends with the squishy icky kind in ‘Chapter 4: Spot On’ when Toby allows his advisors to “treat” the unsightly blemish on his forehead. Soon, the unsightly pimple is not only bigger than his original head, but far smarter and more erudite, too. Of course, it cannot last…

The young king hates grooming and his much-deferred barber appointments finally come home to roost in ‘Chapter 5: Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow’, paying dank, dandruffy dividends after the Advisors’ first suggestion (hungry goat) is superseded by manic tonsorial magic and grows well beyond anyone’s control. Sadly, that catastrophe is rapidly eclipsed in ‘Chapter 6: Penguin Peril’ when an impending appearance on TV show “That’s Sciency” becomes just the latest way his Advisors cannot help. Here an ecology project involving papier mache penguins and global climate crises suddenly becomes a disaster of cosmic proportions when the pixies soup it up. Now, only devious Princess Sugarsnap seems able to assist… and only for a most outrageous price…

In ‘Chapter 7: Lore Unto Themselves’ a dose of school library cleaning results in the fetid fey folk experiencing sugar-stoked culture shock after seeing in something called “a book” what proper Pixies are…

After realising the King is constantly being saved by his loyal Champion Mo, Sugarsnap bounces back with her most wicked plan yet in ‘Chapter 8: Getting the Hump’. To succeed, all she has to do is break up their friendship, and what better way than by exploiting their shared passion for video games? And THAT is best accomplished by entering the game itself via magic, yes? Well, no, actually…

Writing is hard even if you have great ideas like scholastic King Toby, but if you let your Advisors remove the Self Doubt Critter in your head via a Magical Brain Beret, all manner of plots, schemes and characters are able to unstoppably manifest. Thus, in ‘Chapter 9: Critical Thinking’ as Toby generates a torrent of unwanted essay pages, his freedom of thought increasingly and dangerously impacts on his actions. The solution is to put the SDC back in the king’s head, but it’s perfectly happy squatting in Mouldwarp’s bonce and not keen on being evicted, so it’s a happy thing that when it goes on a rampage Toby has few ideas…

When Toadflax discovers advertising and psychology it soon spawns sheer anarchic trouble in ‘Chapter 10: Choco Crisis’ as the Advisors’ addiction to sugar leads them to magically manifest idols and monsters only a hasty human ad campaign can counter…

Echoes of that encounter reverberate as Christmas rolls around again and ‘Chapter 11: Advent Adventure’ finds Mo, Steph and Toby confronting the Pixies’ newfound love of doors that open onto presents and the ultimate terror that leads to…

The storytelling terminates with one more trial as Sugarsnap returns with her ultimate gambit: suing Toby for the Kingdom of Pixies. However, nobody can win when the law is such an ass that it allows Gatherwool to be judge and book-eating Toadflax and Mouldwarp to be defence counsel. As chaos mounts in ‘Chapter 12: Court Out’, Toby has never been more happy to have Stepha and Mo acting as his behind the scenes advocates…

Ordinary school interactions can be a nightmare, but with the reading done for now, keen types can learn useful stuff from pages of related activities grouped under the banner of the Phoenix Comics Club. Bring paper, pencils and you to a selection of items from the compact online course detailing all aspects of comic strip creation supervised by Andreas Schuster.

Here that includes ‘Let’s Draw a Pixie! Castle’; ‘Pixie Magic!’; ‘Character class: Ducks!’; ‘Duckification!’ and ‘By the Power of Art, COMBINE!’ backed up by an extensive peek at other Fickling books and treats plus a plug for the Phoenix Comics Club website complete with instant access via a QR code.

Toby and the Pixies is a fabulous fabrication of festery fun and nonsense no lover of laughs and lunacy should deprive themselves and which all kids will gleefully consume. What are we all waiting for?
Text and illustrations © The Phoenix Comic 2026. All rights reserved.

Toby and the Pixies: volume 4: How to Be Cool! is published on 12th February 2026 and available for preorder now.

Today in 1898 the previous Frank Miller (who produced aviation strip Barney Baxter in the Air) was born, as was eternal letterer Irv Watanabe in 1919. In 1957 Leonard Starr’s Mary Perkins on Stage opened, but strips lost to us on this day include DC’s The World’s Greatest Superheroes in 1985 and Secret Agent X-9 in 1996.

Crucially and painfully, in 1987 Diabolik co-creator Angela Giussani died, as did the uniquely irreplaceable Steve Gerber in 2008.

Barnaby volume 1: 1942-1943


By Crockett Johnson (Fantagraphics Books)
ISBN: 978-1-60699-522-8 (HB/Digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

Here is one of those books that’s worthy of two reviews, so if you’re in a hurry…

Buy Barnaby now – it’s one of the most wonderful strips of all time and this superb hardcover compilation and its digitised equivalent have lots of fascinating extras. If you harbour any yearnings for the lost joys of childish glee and simpler, more clear-cut world-ending crises, you would be crazy to miss this…

However, if you’re still here and need a little more time to decide…

As long ago as August 2007 I started whining that one of the greatest comic strips of all time was criminally out of print and in desperate need of a major deluxe re-issue. So – as if by the magic of a fine Panatela – Cushlamocree! – Fantagraphics came to my rescue.

Today’s newspapers – those that still cling on by ink-stained fingernails – have precious few continuity drama or adventure strips. Indeed, if a paper has any strips, as opposed to single panel editorial cartoons at all, chances are they will be of the episodic variety typified by Jim Davis’ Garfield or reruns of old favourites like Calvin and Hobbes or Peanuts.

You can describe most of these as single-idea pieces with a set-up, delivery and punchline, rendered in sparse, pared-down-to-basics drawing style. In that at least, they’re nothing new. Narrative impetus comes from the unchanging characters themselves, and a building of gag-upon-gag in extended themes. The advantage to the newspaper was obvious. If readers liked a strip it encouraged them to buy the paper. If one missed a day or two, they could return fresh at any time having, in real terms, missed nothing.

Such was not always the case, especially in America. Once upon a time the Daily “funnies” -comedic or otherwise – were crucial circulation builders and sustainers, with lush, lavish and magnificently rendered fantasies or romances rubbing shoulders beside, above and across from thrilling, moody masterpieces of crime, war, sci-fi and mundane modern melodrama. Even the legion of humour strips actively strived to maintain an avid, devoted following.

…And eventually there was Barnaby which in so many ways bridged the gap between Then and Now…

On April 20th 1942, with America at war for the second time in 25 years, liberal New York tabloid PM (a later iteration of which – The New York Star – launched and hosted Walt Kelly’s wonderful Pogo) began running a new, sweet strip for kids which happened to be the most whimsically addicting, socially seditious and ferociously smart satire since the creation of Al Capp’s Li’l Abner… another utter innocent left to the mercy of scurrilous worldly influences…

Crockett Johnson’s outlandish regimented 4-panel daily was the brainchild of a man who didn’t particularly care for comics, but who – according to preeminent strip historian Ron Goulart – just wanted steady employment. David Johnson Leisk (October 20th 1906 – July 11th 1975) was an ardent socialist; passionate anti-fascist; gifted artisan and brilliant designer who had spent much of his working life as a commercial artist, Editor and Art Director.

Born in New York City, he was raised in the outer borough of Queens (when it was still semi-rural and apparently darn-near feral), very near the slag heaps which would eventually house two New York World’s Fairs in Flushing Meadows. Leisk studied art at Cooper Union (for the Advancement of Science and Art) and New York University before leaving early to support his widowed mother. This entailed embarking upon a hand-to-mouth career drawing and constructing department-store advertising. He supplemented that income with occasional cartoons to magazines such as Collier’s before becoming an Art Editor at magazine publisher McGraw-Hill. He also began producing a moderately successful, “silent” strip called The Little Man with the Eyes.

Johnson had divorced his first wife in 1939 and moved out of the city to Connecticut, sharing an oceanside home with student (and eventual bride) Ruth Krauss: always looking to create that steady something, when, almost by accident, he devised a masterpiece of comics narrative. However, if his friend Charles Martin hadn’t seen a prototype Barnaby half-page lying around the house, the series might never have existed. Happily, Martin hijacked the sample and parlayed it into a regular feature in prestigious highbrow left-leaning tabloid PM simply by showing the scrap to the paper’s Comics Editor, Hannah Baker.

Among her other finds was a strip by cartoonist Theodor Seuss Geisel (who called himself “Dr. Seuss”) which would run contiguously in the same publication. Despite Johnson’s initial reticence, within a year Barnaby had become the new darling of the intelligentsia…

Soon there were hardback book collections, talk of a radio show (in 1946 it was adapted as a stage play), accolades and rave reviews in Time, Newsweek and Life. The small yet rabid fanbase ranged from politicians and the smart set such as President and First Lady Roosevelt, Vice-President Henry Wallace, Rockwell Kent, William Rose Benet and Lois Untermeyer to cool celebrities like Duke Ellington, Dorothy Parker, W. C. Fields and legendary New York Mayor Fiorello La Guardia.

Of course, those last two might only have been checking the paper because the undisputed, unsavoury star of the cartoon show was a scurrilous if fanciful amalgam of them both…

Not since George Herriman’s Krazy Kat had a scrap of popular culture so infiltrated the halls of the mighty, whilst largely passing way over the heads of the masses or without troubling the Funnies sections of big circulation papers. Over its 10-year run – from April 1942 to February 1952 – Barnaby was only syndicated to 64 papers nationally, with a combined circulation of just over 5½ million, but it kept Crockett (his childhood nickname) & Ruth in relative comfort whilst America’s Great & Good constantly agitated on the kid’s behalf.

This splendid collection opens with a hearty appreciation from Chris Ware in the Foreword before cartoonist and historian Jeet Heer provides critical appraisal in ‘Barnaby and American Clear Line Cartooning’, after which the captivating yarn-spinning takes us from April 20th 1942 to December 31st 1943.

There’s even more elucidatory content after that, though, as education scholar and Professor of English Philip Nel provides a fact-filled, picture-packed ‘Afterword: Crockett Johnson and the Invention of Barnaby’. Dorothy Parker’s original ‘Mash Note to Crockett Johnson’ is reprinted in full, and Nel also supplies strip-by-strip commentary and background in ‘The Elves, Leprechauns, Gnomes, and Little Men’s Chowder & Marching Society: a Handy Pocket Guide’

The real meat (and no rationing here!) begins in the strip itself and starts when ‘Mr. O’Malley Arrives’. This saga ran from 20th to 29th April 1942, setting the ball rolling as a little boy wishes one night for a Fairy Godmother and something strange and disreputable falls in through his window…

Barnaby Baxter is a smart, ingenuous and scrupulously honest pre-schooler (4-year-old to you) whose ardent wish is to be an Air Raid Warden like his dad. Instead he is “adopted” by a short, portly, pompous, mildly unsavoury and wholly discreditable windbag with pink wings.

Jackeen J. O’Malley, card carrying-member of the “Elves, Gnomes, Leprechauns and Little Men’s Chowder and Marching Society” (although he hasn’t paid his dues in years) installs himself as the lad’s Fairy Godfather. A lazier, more self-aggrandizing, mooching old glutton and probable soak (he certainly frequents taverns but only ever raids the Baxter’s icebox, pantry and humidor, never their drinks cabinet) could not be found anywhere.

Due more to intransigence than evidence – there’s always plenty of physical proof whenever O’Malley has been around – Barnaby’s father and mother adamantly refuse to believe in the ungainly, insalubrious sprite, whose continued presence hopelessly complicates the sweet boy’s life. The poor parents’ greatest abiding fear is that Barnaby is cursed with Too Much Imagination…

In fact, this entire glorious confection is about our relationship to imagination. This is not a strip about childhood fantasy. The theme here, beloved by both parents and children alike, is that grown-ups don’t listen to kids enough, and that they certainly don’t know everything.

Despite looking like a complete fraud – he never uses his magic and always wields one of Pop’s stolen cigars as a substitute wand – O’Malley is the real deal, he’s just incredibly lazy, greedy, arrogant and inept. He does (sort of) grant Barnaby’s wish though, as his midnight travels in the sky trigger a full air raid alert in ‘Mr. O’Malley Takes Flight’ (30th April-14th May)…

‘Mr. O’Malley’s Mishaps’ (15th – 28th May) offer further insights into the obese ovoid elf’s character – or lack of same – as Barnaby continually fails to convince his folks of his newfound companion’s existence, before the bestiary expands into a topical full-length adventure when the little guys stumble into a genuine Nazi plot with supernatural overtones in the hilariously outrageous ‘O’Malley vs. Ogre’ from 29th May through 31st August.

‘Mr. O’Malley’s Malady’ (1st – 11th September) dealt with the airborne oaf’s brief bout of amnesia, even as Mom & Pop, believing their boy to be acting up, take him to a child psychologist. However, ‘The Doctor’s Analysis’ (12th to 24th September) doesn’t help…

The war’s effect on the Home Front was an integral part of the strip and ‘Pop vs. Mr. O’Malley’ (25th September – 6th October) and ‘The Test Blackout’ (7th – 16th October) see Mr. Baxter become chief Civil Defense Coordinator despite – not because of – the winged interloper, but not without suffering the usual personal humiliation. There is plenty to go around and, when ‘The Invisible McSnoyd’ (17th – 31st October) turns up, O’Malley gets it all.

The Brooklyn Leprechaun, although unseen, is O’Malley’s personal gadfly: continually barracking, and offering harsh, ribald counterpoints and home truths to the Godfather’s self-laudatory pronouncements. In ‘The Pot of Gold’ (2nd – 20th November) perpetually taunting and tempting JJ to provide a treasure trove of laughs.

When Barnaby wins a scrap metal finding competition and is feted on radio, O’Malley co-opts ‘The Big Broadcast’ (21st – 28th November) and brings chaos to the airwaves, but once again Mr. Baxter won’t believe his senses. Pop’s situation only worsens after ‘The New Neighbors’ (30th November – 16th December) move in and little Jane Shultz also starts candidly reporting Mr. O’Malley’s deeds and misadventures…

Barnaby’s faith is only near-shaken when the Fairy Fool’s constant prevarications and procrastination mean Dad Baxter’s Christmas present arrives late. The Godfather did accidentally destroy an animal shelter in the process, so ‘Pop is Given a Dog’ (17th – 30th December) which brings a happy resolution of sorts. A perfect indication of the wry humour that peppered the feature is seen in ‘The Dog Can Talk’ – which ran from 31st December 1942 to 17th January 1943. New pooch Gorgon can indeed converse – but never when parents are around, and only then with such overwhelming dullness that everybody listening wishes him as mute as all other mutts…

Playing in an old abandoned house (don’t you miss those days when kids could wander off for hours, unsupervised by eagle-eyed, anxious parents; or were even able to walk further than the length of a garden?) serves to introduce Barnaby & Jane to ‘Gus, the Ghost’ (18th January – February 4th) which in turn involves the entire ensemble with ration-busting thieves after they uncover ‘The Hot Coffee Ring’ (5th – 27th February). Barnaby is again hailed a public hero and credit to his neighbourhood, even as poor Pop Baxter stands back and stares, nonplussed and incredulous…

As Johnson continually expanded his gently bizarre cast of Gremlins, Ogres, Policemen, Spies, Ghosts, Black Marketeers, Talking Dogs and even Little Girls (all of whom can see O’Malley), the unyieldingly faithful little lad’s parents were always too busy and too certain that the Fairy Godfather and all his ilk are unhealthy, unwanted, juvenile fabrications.

With such a simple yet flexible formula Johnson made pure cartoon magic. ‘The Ghostwriter Moves In’ (1st – 11th March) finds Gus reluctantly relocating to the Baxter abode, where he’s even less happy to be cajoled into typing out O’Malley’s odious memoirs and organising ‘The Testimonial Dinner’ (12th March – 2nd April) for the swell-headed sprite at the Elves, Leprechauns, Gnomes, and Little Men’s Chowder & Marching Society clubhouse and pool hall…

With the nation urged to plant food crops, ‘Barnaby’s Garden’ (3rd – 16th April) debuts as a another fine example of the things O’Malley is (not) expert in, whilst ‘O’Malley and the Lion’ (17th April – 17th May) finds the innocent waif offering sanctuary to a hirsute circus star even as his conniving, cheroot-chewing cherub contemplates his own “return” to showbiz, after which ‘Atlas, the Giant’ (18th May – 3rd June) wanders into the serial. At only 2-feet-tall, the pint-sized colossus is not that impressive… until he gets out his slide rule to demonstrate that he is, in fact, a mental giant…

‘Gorgon’s Father’ (4th June – 10th July) turns up to cause contretemps and consternation before disappearing again, before Barnaby & Jane are packed off to ‘Mrs. Krump’s Kiddie Kamp’ (12th July – 13th September) for vacation rest and the company of “normal” children. Sadly, despite the wise matron and her assistant never glimpsing O’Malley and Gus, all the other tykes and inmates are more than happy to associate with them…

Once the kids arrive back in Queens – Johnson had set the series in the streets where he’d grown up – the Fairy Fathead shows off his “mechanical aptitude” on a parked car with its engine wastefully running… and breaks the idling getaway car just in time to foil a robbery…

Implausibly overnight he becomes an unseen and reclusive ‘Man of the Hour’ (14th – 18th September) before preposterously translating his new cachet into a political career by accidentally becoming patsy for a corrupt political machine in ‘O’Malley for Congress!’ (20th September – 8th October). This strand gave staunchly socialist cynic Johnson ample opportunity to ferociously lampoon the electoral system, pundits and even the public. Without spending money, campaigning – or even being seen – the pompous pixie wins ‘The Election’ (9th October – 12th November) and actually becomes ‘Congressman O’Malley’ (13th – 23rd November), with Barnaby’s parents perpetually assuring their boy that this guy was not “his” Fairy Godfather”…

The outrageous satire only intensified once ‘The O’Malley Committee’ (24th November – 27th December 1943) began its work – by investigating Santa Claus – despite the newest, shortest Congressman in the House never actually turning up to do a day’s work. Of course that can’t happen these days…

Raucous, riotous sublimely surreal and adorably absurd, the untrammelled, razor-sharp whimsy of the strip is instantly captivating, and the laconic charm of the writing well-nigh irresistible, but the lasting legacy of this groundbreaking feature is the clean, sparse line-work that reduces images to almost technical drawings: unwavering line-weights and solid swathes of black that define space and depth by practically eliminating it, without ever obscuring the fluid warmth and humanity of the characters. Almost every modern strip cartoon follows the principles laid down here by a man who purportedly disliked the medium…

The major difference between then and now should also be noted, however. Johnson despised doing shoddy work, or short-changing his audience. On average each of his daily, always self-contained encounters built on the previous episode without needing to re-reference it, and offered three to four times as much text as its contemporaries. It’s a sign of the author’s ability that the extra wordage is never unnecessary, and often uniquely readable, blending storybook clarity, the snappy pace of Screwball comedy films and the contemporary rhythms and idiom of authors like Damon Runyan.

Johnson managed this miracle by typesetting narration and dialogue and pasting up the strips himself – primarily in Futura Medium Italic, but with effective forays into other fonts for dramatic and comedic effect. No sticky-beaked educational vigilante could claim Barnaby harmed children’s reading abilities by confusing the tykes with non-standard letter-forms (a charge levelled at comics as late as the turn of this century), and the device also allowed him to maintain an easy, elegant, effective balance of black & white which makes the deliciously diagrammatic art light, airy and implausibly fresh and accessible.

During 1946-1947, Johnson surrendered the strip to friends as he pursued a career illustrating children’s book such as Constance J. Foster’s This Rich World: The Story of Money, but eventually he returned, crafting more magic until he retired Barnaby in 1952 to concentrate on books. When Ruth graduated she became a successful children’s writer and they collaborated on four tomes – The Carrot Seed (1945), How to Make an Earthquake, Is This You? and The Happy Egg – but these days Crockett Johnson is best known for his seven Harold books, which began in 1955 with the captivating Harold and the Purple Crayon.

During a global war with heroes and villains aplenty, where no comic page could top the daily headlines for thrills, drama and heartbreak, Barnaby was an absolute panacea to the horrors without ever ignoring or escaping them.

For far too long, Barnaby was a lost masterpiece. It is influential, groundbreaking and a shining classic of the form. It is also warm, comforting and outrageously hilarious. You are diminished for not knowing it, and should move mountains to change that situation.

I’m not kidding.

Liberally illustrated throughout with sketches, roughs, photos and advertising materials as well as Credits, Thank You and a brief biography of Johnson, this big book of joy will be a welcome addition to 21st century bookshelves – especially yours.
Barnaby and all its images © 2013 the Estate of Ruth Kraus. Supplemental material © 2013 its respective creators and owners.

Today in 1940 science fiction author and Buck Rogers scripter Philip Francis Nowlan died as did fellow pulp star and DC comics writer Edmond Hamilton in 1977. Birthdays include Editor/writer Dian Schutz (1955), Love and Rockets superstar Gilbert Hernandez (1957) and superhero artist Ron Frenz (1960).

In 2003 Ryan North launched his Dinosaur Comics webcomic dodging so much tribulation print stuff endures. For example legendary French magazine Charlie Mensuel launched today in 1969, closed today in 1986 and merged with Pilote to form Pilote et Charlie which ran for only 27 issues before dying in 1988 – but in July.

Richard Wagner’s THE RING OF THE NIBELUNG


Adapted by Roy Thomas, Gil Kane & Jim Woodring (DC Comics/ExPress Publishing)
ISBN: 978-1-56389-006-2 (DC TPB) 978-0-93295-620-0 (TPB ExPress Publishing)

Richard Wagner’s four epic operas Das Rheingold, Die Walküre, Siegfreid and Götterdämmerung (or The Rhinegold, The Valkyrie, Siegfried and Twilight of the Gods if you’re less pompous than me) is a classic reinterpretation of Germano-Norse myth and classic poems collected as the Icelandic Eddas. Over 26 years the master of German music distilled them into a cycle of staggering power, which people either love or hate. Great tunes, too.

Everybody loves the brilliant animated tribute-come-distillation starring Bugs Bunny entitled “What’s Opera, Doc?” – although they probably refer to it as “Kill the Wabbit!”

All joking aside, the Ring Cycle is a true masterpiece of Western Culture and an immortal inspiration to purveyors of drama and historic fiction. In 1989 and 1990 long-time fans and comics superstars Roy Thomas (who had already integrated the plot into the canon of Marvel’s Mighty Thor) and the legendary and nearly mythical Gil Kane produced a four part, prestige-format miniseries that adapted the events into comic strip form. Latterly P. Craig Russell also adapted the saga in his own inimitable style.

Alberich the Nibelung is a dwarf shunned by all, but a cunning operator who still manages to charm the three Rhine Maidens. Commanded by the King of the Gods to guard an accursed treasure horde that even they could not tame or master, the river nymphs reveal the secret to the glib intruder. Whoever recasts ‘The Rhinegold’ into a ring will have all the wealth and power of the world, but must forever forswear love and joy. Never having known either, greedy Alberich easily forsakes such unsampled pleasures and seizes the treasure even All-Father Wotan dared not touch.

Meanwhile in Heaven, wily Loge has convinced Wotan to promise giants Fasolt and Fafner anything they wish if they will build the great castle Valhalla to house the world’s heroes. Assured that the trickster god can free him from his promise to the giants, Wotan accepts their price, but on completion the giants claim as recompense Freia: Goddess guardian of the Apples of Immortality.

Bound by their Lord’s sworn oath, the gods must surrender her, but malicious Loge suggests that Alberich’s stolen gold – now cast as that dreadfully anticipated ring – can be used by any other possessor without abandoning love. Thus the brothers demand the world-conquering trinket as a replacement fee…

In ‘The Valkyrie’, an unarmed warrior who calls himself Woeful is the sole survivor of a blood-feud. Fleeing, he claims Right of Hospitality from a beautiful woman in a remote cottage, but when her husband returns they all discover that he is a member of the clan Woeful just battled. Secure for the night in the holy bond of Hospitality, Woeful realises he must fight for his life in the morning when the sacred truce expires. Without weapons, he thinks little of his chances… until the woman reveals to him a magic sword embedded in the giant Ash tree that supports the house…

‘Siegfried’ is the child of an illicit union, raised by malicious, cunning Mime, a blacksmith who knows the secrets of the Nibelung. No loving parent, the smith wants the indomitable wild boy to kill the dragon Fafner – who used to be a giant – and steal the magical golden horde the wyrm guards so jealously. However, the young hero has his own heroic dreams and wishes to wake the maiden who slumbers eternally behind a wall of fire…

‘Twilight of the Gods’ reveals how all the machinations, faithlessness and oath-breaking of the Lords of Creation leads to ultimate destruction. Siegfried has won beauteous Brünnhilde from the flames, but their happiness is not to be. False friends drug him to steal his beloved, and wed him all-unknowing to a woman he does not love. A final betrayal by a comrade whose father was the Nibelung Alberich leads to the tormented hero’s death and inevitable consequences…

If you know the operas you know how much more remains to enjoy in this quartet of tales, and the sheer bravura passion of Kane’s art, augmented by the stirring painted palette of Jim Woodring, magnificently captures the grandeur and ferocity of it all. This primal epic is visual poetry and no fan should be without it.

Released by DC in 1991, as a 4 part prestige miniseries before collecting in one titanic tome, the book was re-issued by ExPress Publishing in 2002 and remains not only a high point in the careers of Thomas and Kane (who was particularly passionate about the source material and the debt modern heroic fiction owed to it) but also a landmark in graphic narrative. If you don’t have it already you must make it your life’s quest to get it.
© 1991 DC Comics. All Rights Reserved.

Today in 2000, Gil Kane went to his own heavenly reward. On the other hand, in 1799 Swiss teacher and creator of the modern comics medium Rodolphe Töpffer was born. In 1960 Grant Morrison showed up for the first time, and today is especially momentous as it saw the first appearance of Marsupilami as delivered by André Franquin in Le Journal de Spirou #721.

Papyrus volume 2: Imhotep’s Transformation


By Lucien De Gieter, coloured by Colette De Gieter: translated by Luke Spear (Cinebooks)
ISBN: 978-1- 905460-50-2 (Album PB/Digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

British and European comics have always been happier with historical strips than our cousins across the pond (a pugnacious part of me wants to say that’s because we have so much more past to play with – and yes, I know they can claim Prince Valiant, but it’s an exception, not a rule), and our Franco-Belgian brethren in particular have made an astonishing art form out of days gone by.

The happy combination of past lives and world-changing events blended with drama, action and especially broad humour has generated a genre uniquely suited to beguiling readers of all ages and tastes. Don’t take my word for it – just check out Asterix, Adele Blanc-Sec, The Towers of Bois-Maury, Empress Charlotte, Iznogoud or Thorgal to name the merest few which have made it into English, or even our own much missed classics such as Olac the Gladiator, Dick Turpin, Heros the Spartan or Wrath of the Gods – all long overdue for collection in mass market album form and on the interweb-tubes…

Papyrus is the spectacular magnum opus of Belgian cartoonist Lucien de Gieter. It began in 1974 in the legendary weekly Le Journal de Spirou, running to 36 albums, plus a wealth of merchandise, a television cartoon show and a video game.

The plucky “fellah” (go look it up) was blessed by the gods and gifted with a magic sword courtesy of the daughter of crocodile-headed Sobek. His original brief was to free supreme Horus from imprisonment in the Black Pyramid of Ombos and thereby restore peace to the Two Kingdoms. More immediately however the lad was also charged with protecting Pharaoh’s wilful and high-handed daughter Theti-Cheri – a princess with an unmatchable talent for finding trouble…

De Gieter was born in 1932 and studied at Saint-Luc Art Institute in Brussels before going into industrial design and interior decorating. He made the logical jump into sequential narrative in 1961, first through ‘mini-récits’ inserts (fold-in, half-sized-booklets) for Le Journal de Spirou of his jovial little cowboy Pony, and later by writing for established regular art stars as Kiko, Jem, Eddy Ryssack and Francis.

He then joined Peyo’s studio as inker on Les Schtroumpfs – AKA The Smurfs – and took over the long-running newspaper strip Poussy. In the mid-1960s he created South Seas mermaid fantasy Tôôôt et Puit’, even as Pony was promoted to the full-sized pages of Spirou, so De Gieter deep-sixed his Smurfs gig to expand his horizons, producing work for Le Journal de Tintin and Le Journal de Mickey. From 1972-1974 he assisted cartooning legend Berck on Mischa for Germany’s Primo, whilst putting finishing touches to his new project. This creation would occupy his full attention – and delight millions of fervent fans – for the next 40 years.

The annals of Papyrus encompass a huge range of themes and milieus: blending boys-own adventure with historical fiction and interventionist mythology, gradually evolving from traditionally appealing Bigfoot cartoon content towards a more realistic, dramatic and authentic iteration. Throughout, these light fantasy romps depict a fearless, forthright boy fisherman favoured by the gods as a hero of Egypt and friend to Pharaohs.

Imhotep’s Transformation was the second Cinebook translation (and 8th yarn, originally released in 1985 as La Métamorphose d’Imhotep): opening with our hero and his one-legged friend Imhotep (no relation) paddling a canoe through the marshes of the Nile. The peaceful idyll is wrecked when Theti-Cheri and her handmaidens hurtle by in their flashy boat, but the boys don’t mind as they have a message for the princess and were looking for her…

The new sacred statue of her father has arrived from the Priests of Memphis and the daughter of Heaven is required at the ceremony to install it at the pyramid of Saqqara before the annual Heb Sed King’s Jubilee. As girls and boys race back, an old peasant is attacked by a crocodile and diving after him; Papyrus wrestles the reptile away. He is about to kill it when Sobek appears, beseeching him to spare it.

On the surface Theti-Cheri and her attendants are ministering to the aged victim and the princess can’t help noticing how he bears an uncanny resemblance to her dad…

By the time they all reach the pyramid, the monumental task of hauling the statue into place is well under way, but suddenly blood begins pouring out of the monolith’s eyes. Terrified workers panic and the colossal effigy slips, crashing to destruction. The populace are aghast and murmurs of curses and ill omens abound. Rather than running away, Imhotep heads for the rubble and discovers the statue’s head is hollow. Moreover, inside there is a dead dwarf and a smashed flask which had held blood…

Papyrus is in the royal compound where recent events have blighted the anticipation of the court. During Heb Sed, the Pharaoh has to run around the sacred pyramid three times and fire his bow at the four corners of the kingdoms to prove his fitness to rule, but now it appears the gods have turned against their chosen emissary on Earth…

Papyrus is not so sure and when he tries to speak to a royal server the man bolts. Giving chase, the lad is in time to prevent the attendant’s murder, but not his escape. Then a cry goes up: Pharaoh has been poisoned…

Knowing there is no love lost between the Memphis Priests of Ptah and loyal Theban clerics doctoring the fallen king, Papyrus warns of a possible plot, but can offer no proof. What is worse, Chepseska, leader of the Memphis faction, is of royal blood too and will inherit the kingdom if Pharaoh is unable to complete the Heb Sed ritual. As loyal physicians and priests struggle to save their overlord’s life, Theti-Cheri remembers the old man in the swamp. If only the crocodile bite has not left him too weak to run…

The doughty dotard is willing to try and also knows of a wise woman whose knowledge of herbs can cure Pharaoh. However, ruthless Chepseska is on to the kids’ ploy and dispatches a band of killers to stop Papyrus and Imhotep.

The gods, however, are behind the brave kids and after the assassins fall to the ghastly judgement of Sobek, the boys rush an antidote back to Saqqara, only to fall into the lost tomb of Great Imhotep, first Pharaoh, builder-god and divine lord of the Ibis.

With time running out for his distant descendent, the resurrected ruler rouses himself to administer justice for Egypt and inflict the punishment of the gods upon the usurpers…

This is an amazing exploit to thrill and astound fans of fantastic fantasy and bombastic adventure. Papyrus is a brilliant addition to the family-friendly pantheon of continental champions who marry heroism and humour with wit and charm. Anybody who has worn out those Tintin, Lucky Luke or Asterix tomes would be wise beyond their years in acquiring these classic chronicles tales.

… And Cinebook would be smart to resume translating these magical yarns, too…
© Dupuis, 1985 by De Gieter. All rights reserved. English translation © 2008 Cinebook Ltd.

Born today in 1920 was pioneering woman mangaka Machiko Hasegawa (Sazae-san) as was Belgian auteur Jef Nys (Jommeke) in 1927. Writer Dann Thomas (Conan, All-Star Squadron, Young All-Stars, Arak, Son of Thunder, Crimson Avenger, Avengers West Coast) turned up in 1952 with comics cartoonist and satirist Fred Hembeck arriving a year later. It’s also Denys Cowan’s birthday (1961), Rhoda (Pakkin’s Land) Shipman (1968) and Michael Avon-Oeming (1973); and in 1971 we saw the last episode of Abbie an’ Slats.

The Corus Wave


By Karenza Sparks (Avery Hill Publishing)
ISBN: 978-1-917355-22-3 (TPB/Digital edition)

The British have a tradition of quirkiness, and fondness for cosy mysteries and eccentric quests. Here’s an ideal example that combines sleuthing with SCIENCE! by way of a student days/buddy movie kind of vibe.

This gently genteel and genuinely refreshing mash-up offers a charming glimpse at obsession pursued and rewarded that begins when Geology student Lorelei finds a cool fossil during a beachcombing college class outing to the shore. What she found was a star-shaped fossilised Devonian-era cephalopod – what her tutor called a Palindenoid/Palindenite… and what Cornish locals used to call a “Strangely Wrinkled Potch”.

That oddment of swirling silica fascinated her and fuelled much of the toil of her last four years. Now it’s the basis of her Masters’ thesis and with final deadline and hand-in time looming, her obsessive research habits have led her into crisis. Instead of doing the bare minimum – and online – like a normal student, Lorelei has buried herself in old books and discovered the wonderful world of a lost genius. Her evaluation of the how Palindenite is formed has been derailed by one claim that they are the result of “the Corus Wave”…

Lorelei loves rocks and desperately wants to finish her thesis. She doesn’t have time for mysteries, even if they trigger old life-shaping memories. Sadly, the insubstantial legend and promise of the lost theories of Havius Corus have her now and won’t let go…

The internet is clueless over the Victorian mystery poet, scientist, mathematician, physicist, musician, historian and general polymath, but he does have a physical fan club. Having built half the great and grand buildings in Chorksbury, that admiring town now boasts the only Society dedicated to his name and works. With time pressing and time slipping away, when her pal Eddie suggests an adventure, Lorelei’s all primed for a procrastinating diversion – especially as pet cat Raisin is coming along for the ride…

Chorksbury is a rural, very quiet town packed with oddballs, but Society chief Helen is hugely helpful in detailing the lost wonders of Corus’ rise and fall. He was good at everything and en route to global glory until he latched onto an unsustainable, unverifiable theory of universal truth underpinning existence. He dubbed it the Corus Wave, and trying to prove it destroyed him…

Once his reputation was in tatters, he returned to Chorkesbury and built stuff. In 1864 he simply stopped being seen…

Now in seeking to separate fact and fiction on the origins of Palindenite, Lorelei is about to do the same. Her pursuit of disgraced and forgotten Corus – who suggested the creation of the oddly shaped fossils was due to an unrecognised cosmic force – left physical clues to the details of his discovery.

… And when she, Eddie & Raisin start looking closely, the consensus that it’s all nonsense is shelved forever. A fresh form of physics really is scattered in relics and restrooms all over town. As the students persevere, discoveries come thick, fast and incontrovertible.

… And really, really quickly if you understand the tricks of games and puzzled Corus wrapped his messages in.

Now, “proper” scientists and historians like Dr. Lowena Marley join the hunt for Corus’ truth, as concealed in his stone & natural materials building all over Chorksbury: colossal convoluted edifices like the Public Library, Anglican Church, Railway Station and Botanical Gardens, and even – somehow – the nearby ancient standing stone circle…

The strange potch Lorelei refused to let go of is instrumental in all their finds so far, but eventually her race against time with no promise of reward except satisfaction and Just Knowing totally pays off… and Lorelei learns something no one knows.

The Corus Wave  is a delightfully engaging first graphic novel from geology buff Karenza Sparks, with heartwarming shades of Father Brown, Rosemary & Thyme, The Sister Boniface Mysteries or Marlow Murder Club – but without all the death! Despite in-world jokes this is absolutely not The Da Vinci Code or National Treasure but does wallow in hints of The Village from The Prisoner) – but without all the death!

Here a truly fun time with big sky notions and traditional mystery moves – but without all the death! Get it now!
© Karenza Sparks, 2025. All rights reserved.

Today in 1952 artist Steve Leialoha was born, followed in 1954 by Peter (TMNT) Laird and their inspiration Frank Miller in 1957. Clarifying such fare is letterer (writer/artist/publisher/designer) Richard Starkings in 1962 and illustrator Sean Phillips (Third World War, Sleeper, Criminal) in 1965.

On the downside, Belgium’s Le Journal de Spirou stalwart Jaques Devos (Victor Sébastopol, Génial Olivier, Le Chroniques d’Extra-terrestres) left us.

The Legend Testers 60th Anniversary Edition


By Graham Baker, Jordi Bernet, with Alf Wallace & various (Rebellon Studios/ treasury of British Comics)
ISBN: 978-1-83786-654-0 (TPB/Digital edition), 978-1-83786-681-6 (Webshop edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

British comics always enjoyed an extended love affair with what can only be described as “unconventional” (for which substitute “bizarre” or “creepy”) stars. So many notional role models we grew up reading were outrageous or just plain “off”: self-righteous voyeur / vigilantes like Jason Hyde, sinister foreign masterminds like The Dwarf or Black Max, affable criminals such as Charley Peace, arrogant ex-criminals like The Spider or outright racist Overmen like manic white ideologue Captain Hurricane

Prior to game changers Action, 2000AD and Misty, our comics fell into fairly ironclad categories. Back then, you had genial and/or fantastic preschool fantasy; many, many licensed entertainment properties; action; adventure; war (especially ones “We” were in or had started); school dramas; sports; and straight comedy strands. Closer examination could confirm that there was always a subversive merging, mixing undertone, especially anarchic antiheroes like Dennis the Menace or our rather strained interpretation of costumed crime-busters. Just check out Phantom Viking, Kelly’s Eye or early Steel Claw stories…

Over and again British oddness would combine with or react to long-standing familiarity with soft oppression, leading to sagas of overwhelming, imminent conquest and worse. With our benighted shores existentially threatened, entertainment sources responded with a procession of doughty resistors facing down doom from the deepest depths of perfidy and menace… especially as churned up by the scary results of foolish modern SCIENCE!

That’s not to say we didn’t appreciate less outrageous adventurers as with this notional precursor (or synchronistic zeitgeist?) to TV’s Time Tunnel, with a brace of straightlaced but tough-as-nails He-Men heroes Rollo Stones and Danny Charters who dared the unknown weekly in the name of SCIENCE! – and history of course…

Cover-dated February 5th 1966, Smash! launched as just another standard Odhams anthology weekly until abruptly re-badged as a “Power Comic” at the end of the year. It combined homegrown funnies and British originated thrillers with resized US strips to capitalise on the superhero bubble created by the Batman TV series. Power Comics was a sub-brand used by Odhams to differentiate those periodicals which contained reprinted American superhero material from the company’s regular blend of sports, war, western, adventure and funny strips – like Buster, Valiant, Lion or Tiger. During the Swinging Sixties, Power weeklies did much to popularise budding Marvel Universe characters in this country, which were still poorly served by distribution of the original US imports.

The increasingly expensive American reprints were dropped in 1969 and Smash! was radically retooled with the traditional mix of action, sport and humour strips. Undergoing a full redesign, it was relaunched on March 15th 1969 with all-UK material (mostly drawn by overseas artists) and finally disappeared into Valiant in April 1971 after 257 issues. Seasonal specials remained a draw until October 1975 when Smash Annual 1976 properly ended the era. From then on, the new Fleetway brand had no room for the old guard – except as re-conditioned reprints in cooler, more modern books…

Thanks to economic vagaries and spiralling costs in publishing, the mid 1960s and early 1970s were particularly wild and desperate for comics: inspiring a wave of innovation most fondly remembered for more of those aforementioned darkly off-kilter heroes, beguiling monsters and charismatic villains.

Gathering serialised episodes from Smash! 2nd April 1966 to 8th July 1967, this complete compilation delivers fantastic threats and menaces in a traditional weekly manner, as a pair of dedicated and competent white blokes diligently push back the boundaries of ignorance. As was usual for these times, what was popular on screens large & small affected what arrived on the picture-packed pages Probably committee created with majority input from supervising editor Alf Wallace (Missing Link, Johnny Future) and sub-editor/scripter Graham Baker with new kid Jordi Bernet involved from the get-go, this series is one of many lost delights crafted by world stars in waiting and the observant will see Bernet improving and pushing himself on every page…

Jordi Bernet Cussó was born in Barcelona in 1944, son of a prominent, successful humour cartoonist. When his dad died suddenly 15-year-old Jordi took over his strip Doña Urraca (Mrs. Magpie). A huge fan of Alex Raymond, Hal Foster and especially Milton Caniff, Jordi yearned for less restrictive horizons and left Spain in the early 1960s and moved into dramatic storytelling.

He worked for Belgium’s Le Journal de Spirou, and Germany’s Pip and Primo, before finding a home in British weeklies. Bernet worked for UK publishers between 1964 and 1967, and as well as Odhams/Fleetway/IPC anthologies Smash!, Tiger and War Picture Library, produced superb pages for DC Thomson’s Victor and Hornet. He even illustrated a Gardner Fox horror short for Marvel’s Vampire Tales #1 (1973), but mainstream America was generally denied his mastery (other than translated Torpedo volumes and a Batman short story) until the 21st century reincarnation of Jonah Hex… which he truly made his own.

His most famous strips include thrillers Dan Lacombe (written by his uncle Miguel Cussó), Paul Foran (scripted by José Larraz) the saucy Wat 69 plus spectacular post-apocalyptic barbarian epic Andrax (both with uncle Cussó again). When fascist dictator Franco died, Bernet returned to Spain and began working for Cimoc, Creepy and Metropol, collaborating with Antonio Segura on adult fantasy Sarvan and dystopian SF black comedy Kraken, as well as with Enrique Sánchez Abuli on the gangster and adult themed tales that made him one of the world’s most honoured artists. These culminated with the incredibly successful crime saga Torpedo 1936.

For now though and way back then, following a heartwarming reminiscence and proud career resume from the series illustrator himself, we launch at full pelt with inaugural serial ‘Death Castle’ which ran from 2nd April (Smash! #9) to 25th June 1966.

In that wild innovative era, the creators were looking to be fresh and new so here logos and layout and even the narrative tone changed from week to week as the storytellers shuffled to make something fresh instantly compelling out of old themes and plots. That even included on-again, off-again individual chapter titles like ‘Man into Monster’ and ‘The 5 Faces of Evil!’ before settling down and just opting to tell tense, gripping yarns…

The premise is simple: in the 40th century the Central Knowledge Museum is a vast research and storage repository of all things historical. Now top investigators Rollo Stones and Danny Charters have used its time machine to confirm the veracity of the last artefact and corrected (by first person observation) the mistaken data that has come down with it, their boss Marcson has a new mission for them. It’s June 7th 3900 AD and with no more history mysteries, he asks them to start testing the large collection of unknown and myth-based items in their cupboard.

Apart from the potential death and danger, it’s practically foolproof. The machine only works if the objects the newly-appointed Legend Testers are holding are in some way authentic, as with the supposed werewolf skull that catapults them both back to feudal Europe and an encounter with a magical coalition of diabolical monsters.

In short order Rollo & Danny survive on wits and fists against a citadel of devils comprising sorcerer Necro, vampire Draca, sadistic torturer/inventor Love, Balbin, Prince of Trolls. bodyguard brute Happy (the werewolf in question) and notional leader Count Cadavo. Each in turns tries to break the strangers with their personalised hordes of monster minions but in the end the myths are confirmed at the cost of the vile villains’ unlives…

One of the most complex and trippy exploits of the era, ‘Eterno’ ran in issues between 2nd July and 20th August. This time the suspect object pulled our investigators back beyond humankind to a previous civilisation that was destroyed by a vampiric alien that consumed their planetary life energies. Millions of years later, humankind evolved and developed a very similar existence which drew Eterna back to Earth and the Testers on his heels to that time and place. As the monster and his robots began preparing to absorb a second course of earthlings Rollo & Danny were in the right place and time to end the terror forever…

Channelling the contemporary cinematic trend for Grecian myths and heroes, the boys spend half a year authenticating ‘The Crown of Zeus’ (27th August – 24th December), enduring an avalanche of peril and near-death escapes to categorically verify their chunk of diadem – and by extension the ancient lives of gods and monsters. After facing cyclopes, centaurs, gorgons, Cerberus, the Minotaur, Lernaean ghosts and hydras, man-eating horses, Pegasus, Poseidon, Proteus, Janus, sky-propping Atlas, petty-minded Bacchus, satyrs and earth-shaking Titans the lads learn just how the gods died…

At least demi-gods Hercules and Hermes (AKA “Quicksilver”) were on their side until it was all over and the time machine called them home…

The days of Camelot called when the Testers touched fragments of ‘The Crystal Orb of Merlin’ (December 31st 1966 to 4th March 1967) but sparked chronal catastrophe as the wise wizard’s talisman was stolen by anti-Arthurian despot Black Shield, who used it to arm his troops with 20th century weapons from pistols and hand grenades to tanks and an atomic bomb. The conclusion left everyone gasping and still does today…

Published from 11th March to 15th April, ‘The King of the Beasts’ saw Rollo & Danny divine how an idyllic land of talking animals living in harmony and seclusion was destroyed by greed and ambition, after which aliens are the order of the day when Marcson hands the investigators a piece of metal not of this Earth. A simple touch then takes them to 12th century Europe where ‘The Metal Men’ (22nd April – 3rd June) are seeking to strip-mine the world for life-generating minerals. The Testers’ interference only results in their rendition to embattled, civil war-torn planet Meturn, but too late to do any good as the metalloids descend into mutually assured destruction. Thankfully, the confusion allows the boys to frantically steal the last space bus out of town…

The temporal turbulence terminates rather timidly with ‘The Crown of Kebi’ (10th June to 8th July 1967) as Marcson sends his gone-to guys to an utterly unknown destination where again greed and ambition trigger the end of a fabulous civilisation. Rollo & Danny’s very conspicuous arrival makes them unwitting tools of shady priest Walu on the island kingdom of Kebi, but their scruples mean he soon prefers them dead to alive. After tricking them into a voyage into “the underworld” beneath a mountain, the boys battle beastly apes, demon dwarves and worse, but their refusal to be suitably sainted and sent to heaven ultimately stymies the witch doctor and sinks the island nation…

Closing this epic outing of spookily spectacular saga is a compelling ‘Covers gallery’ of thrilling (albeit limited-colour) clashes courtesy of Bernet and the editorial paste up squad, plus the now traditional creator briefings.

For British, Commonwealth and European readers of a certain age and prone to debilitating nostalgia, the comic works gathered in this titanic tribute gig are an exciting, engaging, done-in-one delight that’s undemanding and rewarding; and a rare treat these days.

If that appeals, go hit this book, it’s how history – and SCIENCE! – should be made.
© 1966, 1967, & 2026 Rebellion Publishing IP Ltd. All Rights reserved.

Today in 1883, French artist, printmaker, illustrator, painter, caricaturist, sculptor and comic dabbler Gustave Doré died. However, one year later comics strip genius George (Jiggs & Maggie, Bringing Up Father) McManus was born. In 1952 Klaus (Daredevil, Batman) Janson joined the party, but probably missed the 1930 debut of Hergé’s Quick & Flupke in Le Petit Vingtième and launch of UK weekly Sparky in 1965.

In 1988, UK icon Battle Picture Weekly shut up shop and in 2001 Makoto Yukimura’s manga masterpiece Planetes began.

Who Killed Nessie?


By Paul Cornell & Rachael Smith (Avery Hill Publishing)
ISBN: 978-1-917355-23-0 (TPB/Digital edition)

The world is not as you imagine.

Actually, it probably is and the cosy creepy mystery that unfolds here will happily confirm it for you. It’s worth a shot, isn’t it?

The hospitality industry has been through some tough times lately and generally tries extra hard to keep even the most difficult of customers happy. That’s especially true of repeat gigs, as new hire Lindsay Grockle discovers when she’s left in sole charge of the Lakeside Hotel near Turoga, Wisconsin. She’s three weeks on the job and the entire staff have entrusted her with running, supervising and accommodating an annual convention. Apparently they’re lovely but a bit weird and she should expect a lot of strange appearances and pretty intense cosplay…

Prepped but nervous, the hordes arrive (57 guests actually!) and settle in. As she was warned Lindsay learns they take their role-playing really seriously. At least it’s all familiar stuff – monsters, cryptids, fairies, legendary beasts and the like – giving Grockle time to stew in what went wrong in her recent bust-up and ponder what life’s all about…

Sadly, things go south on the first night after a great deal of alcohol has been consumed all around. Awakened by a very upset but remarkably poised and composed talking cat (The Beast of Bodmin Moor or “Bob” to you) Lyndsay is informed that one of the guests – The Loch Ness Monster – has been murdered… and, by the way, all the guests are actual magic-infused monsters, fairies, legendary beasts and the like…

Once she’s properly convinced that she’s awake and it’s all happening, Grockle grudgingly takes on the job of finding the killer: trudging through bizarre relationships, outré politics, wild historical grudges and all the traditional tawdriness that comes with a domestic killing as opposed to (say) slaying a dragon or facing a gorgon…

Depressed and overwhelmed, Grockle persists against a wall of weird mis- and dis-information: probing, interviewing, crosschecking and visiting the underworld to question the victim (a rare perk in most murder cases); and slowly a pattern forms. Hopefully she can resolve it before the regular staff turn up on Monday morning and before the next murder attempt succeeds…

Crafted by multi award-winning wordsmith Paul Cornell (screen, podcast, prose and comics pages) who has crafted tales of everything from Doctor Who to Sherlock Holmes and Batman to Wolverine – as well as his many self-originated series and star, this fabulously wry and charming chiller is rendered by equally award-winning illustrator Rachael Smith, whose other delights include NAP COMIX, Doctor Who, Wired Up Wrong, Quarantine Comix and Isabella & Blodwen.

Beguiling, subversive, intensely absorbing and delightfully full-on and off-kilter, Who Killed Nessie? is a smart and witty foray of froth and fantasy no one with dreams and wishes still to enjoy should miss.
© Paul Cornell, Rachael Smith, 2025. All rights reserved.

Today in 1932 was born everyman Jack Caprio; writer, agent, artist, editor of Creator’s Syndicate and Vice President of the National Cartoonists Society. One thing he didn’t do was create Hergé’s Jo, Zette and Jocko which launched today in 1936.

In 1948 Joe (E-Man, Dick Tracy, Scooby Doo, everything) Staton was born, just like Tom (Swamp Thing, Prince Valiant) Yeates in 1955. Ella Cinders cartoonist Charles Plumb died in 1982, and we lost George Woodbridge (Mad Magazine) in 2004 as well as Dutch cartoonist Jan Kruis (Jan, Jans en de Kinderen/Jack, Jacky and the Juniors) in 2017.

Popeye Classics volume 1


By Bud Sagendorf, edited and designed by Craig Yoe (Yoe Books/IDW)
ISBN: 978-1-61377-557-8 (HB) eISBN: 978-1-62302-264-8

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

There are few comic characters that have entered communal world consciousness, but a grizzled, bluff, uneducated, visually impaired old sailor with a speech impediment is possibly the most well-known of that select bunch.

Elzie Segar had been producing Thimble Theatre since December 19th 1919, but when he introduced a coarse, brusque “sailor man” into the saga of Ham Gravy and Castor Oyl on January 17th 1929, nobody suspected the giddy heights that walk-on would reach…

Happy birthday, Sailor Man!

In 1924 Segar created a second daily strip The 5:15: a surreal domestic comedy featuring weedy commuter and would-be inventor John Sappo and his formidable wife Myrtle which endured – in one form or another – as a topper/footer-feature accompanying the main Sunday page throughout the author’s career. It survived his untimely death, eventually becoming the trainee-playground of Popeye’s second great stylist Bud Sagendorf.

After Segar’s tragic, far too premature death in 1938, Doc Winner, Tom Sims, Ralph Stein and Bela Zambouly all worked on the strip even as animated features brought Popeye to the entire world. Sadly, none of them had the eccentric flair and raw inventiveness that had put Thimble Theatre at the forefront of cartoon entertainments. Nonetheless, the strip continues to this day, with new Sunday episodes written and drawn by R. K. Milholland, whilst daily episodes are reprints by that man Sagendorf.

Born in 1915, Forrest “Bud” Sagendorf was barely 17 when his sister – who worked in the Santa Monica art store where Segar bought his supplies – introduced the kid to the master. Segar became his teacher and employer as well as a father-figure and, in 1958, Sagendorf took over the strip and all merchandise design duties, becoming Popeye’s prime originator…

When Sagendorf took over, his loose, rangy style and breezy inspired scripts brought the strip back to the forefront of popularity. Bud made reading it cool and fun all over again. He wrote and drew Popeye in every graphic arena for 24 years. Sagendorf died in 1994 after which Underground cartoonist Bobby London took over.

Bud had been Segar’s assistant and apprentice, and from 1948 onwards he wrote and drew Popeye’s comic book adventures in a regular monthly title published by America’s king of licensed periodicals, Dell Comics. When Popeye first appeared, he was a rude, crude brawler: a gambling, cheating, uncivilised ne’er-do-well. He was soon exposed as the ultimate working class hero: raw and rough-hewn, practical, but with an innate, unshakable sense of what’s fair and what’s not, a joker who wanted kids to be themselves – but not necessarily Good – and someone who took no guff from anyone. Naturally, as his popularity grew, Popeye mellowed somewhat. He was still ready to defend the weak and had absolutely no pretensions or aspirations to rise above his fellows, but time and popularity eroded that power.

Such was not the case in Sagendorf’s comic book yarns…

Collected in their entirety in this beguiling full-colour hardback or digital edition are the first four 52-page quarterly funnybooks produced by the Young Master, spanning February/April 1948 to November 1948/January 1949.

These stunning, seemingly stream-of-consciousness stories are preceded by an effusively appreciative Introduction‘Society of Sagendorks’ – by inspired aficionado, historian and publisher Craig Yoe accompanied by a fabulous collation of candid photos and letters, plus strip proofs, original comicbook art and commissioned paintings, an Activity Book cover and greetings card designs contained in ‘A Bud Sagendorf Scrapbook’.

Popeye‘s fantastic first issue launched in February 1948 with no ads and duo-coloured (black & red) single page strips on the inside front and back covers. The initial instant episode finds mighty muscled, irrepressible “infink” Swee’ Pea enquiring ‘Were There Ever Any Pirates Around Here?’ before doing a bit of digging, after which full-coloured extended fun begins with ‘Shame on You! or Gentlemen Do Not Fight! or You’re a Ruffian, Sir!’

As everyone knows, the salty swab earns a lucrative living as an occasional prizefighter and here upcoming contender Kid Kabagge and his cunning manager Mr. Tillbox use a barrage of psychological tricks to put Popeye off his game. The key component is electing Olive Oyl President of the deeply bogus Anti-Fisticuff Society to convince her man to stop being a beastly ruffian and abandon violence. That only works until the fiery frail learns she’s been gulled…

Swee’ Pea then stars in ‘Map Back! Or Back Map!’ as sinister unprincipled villain Sam Snagg tattoos an invisible secret diagram onto the baby’s body(!) before falling foul of the boy’s garrulous guardian when trying to reclaim the kid and divine the location of Spinachovia’s hidden treasures. Wrapping up the full-length action is ‘Spinach Revolt’ as Popeye’s perfidious pater Poopdeck Pappy kicks up a fuss about constantly having to eat healthy food…

As the first Superman of comics, Popeye was not a comfortable hero to idolise. A brute who thought with his fists and had no respect for authority, he was uneducated, short-tempered, fickle (when hot tomatoes batted their eyelashes – or thereabouts – at him); an aggressive troublemaker, who wasn’t welcome in polite society… and wouldn’t want to be. Time changed Popeye and made him tamer but the shocking sense of unpredictability, danger and anarchy he initially provided was sorely missed… so in 1936 Segar brought it back again…

A memorable and riotous sequence of Dailies introduced ancient, antisocial crusty reprobate Poopdeck Pappy. The elder mariner was a hard-bitten, grumpy lout quite prepared – even happy – to cheat, steal or smack a woman around if she stepped out of line. He was Popeye’s prodigal dad and once the old goat was firmly established, Segar set Olive and her Sailor Man the Herculean task of “Civilizing Poppa”. Even at the time of this tale that’s still very much a work in progress…

Fed up with eating spinach, Pappy hides his meals and steals the wherewithal to secretly subsist on a diet of candy, cakes and sodas. He even inveigles the lad next door into being the mule in his scurrilous scheme, but cannot evade the digestive consequences of his actions…

The premiere outing ends with a brace of single pagers detailing how Swee’ Pea deals with persistent salesmen and a day’s fishing before issue #2 commences…

Master moocher Wellington J. Wimpy again has cause to declare ‘Sir! You are a cheapskate!’ before Swee’ Pea & Popeye are swept up in a controversial debate. In ‘That’s What I Yam! or ‘I Yam! I Yam’, the sailor believes his baby boy tough enough to wander around town unsupervised but has reasons to revise his opinion after the kid vanishes. Moreover, when he does resurface, the titanic tyke is subject to strange transformations and behaviours. It’s as if a class of trainee hypnotists have all been using the kid as a practise subject but forgot to bring him out of his trance afterward…

Pappy stars in ‘Easy Money’, with the greedy reprobate realising how much cash his sterling son earns for each boxing bout. Determined to get on the gravy train too, the oldster shaves off his beard and impersonates Popeye. By the time his boy catches wise, Pappy has conned Olive and Wimpy into his scheme and set up a punishing bout with a huge purse, so somebody is going to have to fight…

The issue ends with a two-tone short showing the hazards of bathing Swee’Pea and another full colour back cover gag as a bullying neighbour realises the folly of trying to spank Popeye’s boy…

Popeye #3 leads with an epic 32-page spooky maritime epic as the superstitious sailor reluctantly agrees to transport 250 “ghosk” traps to ghastly, radish – and phantom – infested ‘Ghost Island’: a cunning yarn of mystery and over-zealous imagination starring many cast regulars and preceded by a hilarious map of the route replacing the inside-front-cover gag…

Following up is an implausible account of Popeye apparently becoming a violent bully, beating up ordinary citizens in ‘Smash! or You Can Tell She’s My Girl, Because She’s Wearing Two Black Eyes!’ Happily, a doctor at the sailor’s trial is able to diagnose the incredible truth before things go too far, after which Swee’Pea indulges in too much sugar in the red & black bit and learns the manly way to play with dolls on the colour back cover…

The fourth and final inclusion in this outrageous, timelessly wonderful compilation begins with Wimpy up to his old tricks whilst Popeye hunts ducks, before another extended odyssey finds the Sailor Man and hangers-on Swee’Pea, Olive & Wimpy heading West on safari to capture a rare Ipomoea from sagebrush hellhole ‘Dead Valley’

It’s a grim wilderness Popeye has endured before: an arid inferno no sane man would want to revisit unless a scientist hired him to. Sadly, that’s not the opinion of local bandit boss Dead Valley Joe who assigns all his scurvy gang the task of dissuading or despatching the uppity easterners before they uncover the region’s incredible secret…

Back home again, Olive Oyl receives a surprise ‘Gift from Uncle Ben!’ Sadly, the strange flying beast called a Zoop prefers Swee’Pea’s company, and her warm generosity in donating the beast takes a hard knock when a stranger offers a million bucks for it…

One final brace of Swee’ Pea shorts then sees the wily kid orchestrate free baseball views for his pals before indulging in food politics to win over a stray cat and wrap up in amiable style these jolly, captivating cartoon capers.

There is more than one Popeye. If your first thought on hearing the name is an unintelligible, indomitable white-clad sailor always fighting a great big beardy bloke and mainlining tinned spinach, that’s okay: the animated features have a brilliance and energy of their own (even the later, watered-down anodyne TV versions have some merit) and they are indeed based on the grizzled, crusty, foul-mouthed, bulletproof, golden-hearted old swab who shambled his way into Thimble Theatre and wouldn’t leave. But they are really only the tip of an incredible iceberg of satire, slapstick, virtue, vice and mind-boggling adventure…

There is more than one Popeye. Most of them are pretty good, and some are truly excellent. This book is definitely one of the latter and if you love lunacy, laughter and rollicking adventure you must now read this.
Popeye Classics volume 1 © 2013 Gussoni-Yoe Studio, Inc. All Rights Reserved. Popeye © 2013 King Features Syndicate. ™ & © Heart Holdings Inc.

Today in 1851 pioneering US illustrator A/B. Frost (Br’er Rabbit) was born, and in 1877 Australian artist Cecilia May Gibbs (Gumnut Babies/Bush Babies/Bush Fairies, Bib and Bub, Snugglepot and Cuddlepie, Tiggy Touchwood).

In 1920 epic UK weekly comic Film Fun began with the first of its 2225 issues. Never appearing therein was erotic cartoonist Georges (Blanche Épiphanie) Pichard who was born in the same year.

One year later Cuban Spy vs Spy/Mad magazine mastermind Antonio Prohias was born. As was Spanish artist Alfonso Azpiri (Black Hawk [UK Tornado], Bethlehem Steele, Lorna) in 1947 and Ann Nocenti in 1957 and the astonishing Genndy Tartakovsky in 1970.

Sadly we lost Belgian Pascal Garray in 2017, a quiet star who worked for years largely unheralded on The Smurfs, and Benoît Brisefer/Steven Sterk/Benny Breakiron.

Iznogoud volume 1: The Wicked Wiles of Iznogoud


By René Goscinny & Jean Tabary, translated by Anthea Bell & Derek Hockridge (Cinebook)
ISBN: 978-1-905460-46-5 (Album TPB/Digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

It’s anniversary time again! Today in 1962 something smart and wildly wicked first appeared, and just hung around. Please read on…

For the greater part of his too-short lifetime (1926-1977) René Goscinny was one of (if not The) most prolific, most-read writers of comic strips the world had ever seen. He still is.

Among his most popular comic collaborations are Lucky Luke, Le Petit Nicolas and, of course, Asterix the Gaul, but there were so many others, such as the dazzling, dark deeds of a dastardly usurper whose dreams of diabolical skulduggery perpetually proved to be ultimately no more than castles in the sand…

Scant years after the Suez crisis, the French returned to those hotly-contested deserts when Goscinny teamed with sublimely gifted Swedish émigré Jean Tabary (1930-2011). He numbered Richard et Charlie, Grabadu et Gabaliouchtou, Totoche, Corinne et Jeannot and Valentin le Vagabond amongst his other hit strips but found a moment to detail the innocuous history of imbecilic Arabian (im)potentate Haroun el-Poussah. However, it was the strip’s villainous foil, power-hungry vizier Iznogoud who stole the show – possibly the conniving little imp’s only successful coup…

The notion of the series apparently came from a throwaway moment in Les Vacances du Petit Nicolas, but – once it was fully formed and independent – Les Aventures du Calife Haroun el Poussah was created to join the roster in Record, with the first episode appearing in the January 15th 1962 issue. An assured if relatively minor hit, the strip jumped ship to Pilote – a picture-packed periodical created and edited by Goscinny – where it was artfully refashioned into a starring vehicle for the devious little ratbag who had increasingly been hogging all the laughs and limelight.

Like all great storytelling, Iznogoud works on multiple levels: for youngsters it’s a comedic romp with adorably wicked baddies invariably hoisted on their own petards and coming a-cropper, whilst older, wiser heads revel in pun-filled, witty satires and astoundingly wry yet accessible episodic comic capers. Just like our Parliament today. That latter aspect is investigated in this collection of short episodes…

This same magic formula (no, I’m being figurative, not literal) made its more famous cousin Asterix a monolithic global success and – just like the saga of the indomitable Gaul – our irresistibly addictive Arabian Nit was originally adapted into English by master translators Anthea Bell & Derek Hockridge, who made those Franco-Roman Follies so very palatable to British tastes. Always, deliciously malicious whimsy is heavily dosed with manic absurdity, cleverly contemporary cultural critiques and brilliantly delivered creative anachronisms which serve to keep the assorted escapades bizarrely fresh and hilariously inventive. However, like so many comics inventions, the series grew beyond its boundaries…

The retooled series launched in Pilote in 1968, quickly growing into a massive European hit, with 31 albums to date (carried on by Tabary’s children Stéphane, Muriel & Nicolas after his passing in 2011); his own solo comic; a computer game; animated film, TV cartoon show and a live-action movie.

When Goscinny died in 1977, Tabary started scripting his own sublimely stylish tales (from the 13th album onwards), gradually switching to book-length complete adventures, rather than the compilations of short, punchy vignettes which typified the collaborations.

In October 1974, whilst the shifty shenanigans were unfolding to the delight of kids, its sand-struck star began moonlighting. Pulling double duty as a commentator and critic of real-world politics and social issues in French newspapers the little wart scored a side hustle with a sidebar series that began as a statement and grew into a separate second career for the vindictive viper. Some oiks, like sand, just get everywhere…

So, what’s it all about?

Iznogoud is Grand Vizier to Haroun Al Plassid, Caliph of Ancient Baghdad, but the conniving little shyster has loftier ambitions – or as he is always shouting it – “I want to be Caliph instead of the Caliph!”…

The vile vizier is “aided” – and that’s me being uncharacteristically generous – in his endeavours and schemes by bumbling assistant Wa’at Alahf, and in this first album they begin their campaign with ‘Kissmet’, wherein pandemonium ensues after a talking frog is revealed as an ensorcelled Prince who can only regain human form if smooched by a human being.

Iznogoud sees an opportunity if he can only trick the simple-minded Caliph into puckering up; unfortunately but typically, the little rotter forgets that he’s not the only ambitious upstart in Baghdad…

‘Mesmer-Eyezed’ finds him employing a surly stage hypnotist to remove the Caliph whilst ‘The Occidental Philtre’ sees him employ a flying potion obtained from a lost, jet-lagged western sorcerer, each with hilarious but painfully counter-productive results.

Tabary drew himself into ‘The Time Machine’ wherein a comic artist desperate to meet his deadlines falls foul of a mystical time cabinet. However, when he meets the vizier, that diminutive dastard can clearly see its Caliph-removing potential… to his eternal regret…

Soon after in ‘The Picnic’ Iznogoud takes drastic action, luring Haroun Al Plassid into the desert, but as usual his best-laid plans really aren’t, before we conclude with ‘Chop and Change’ as our indefatigable villain obtains a magic goblet that can switch the minds of any who drink from it, forgetting that Caliphs are important people who employ food-tasters…

Snappy, fast-paced slapstick and painfully delightful word-play abound in these mirthfully infectious tales and the series is a household name in France; said term has even entered French political life as a description for a certain type of politician: over-ambitious, unscrupulous – and usually short in stature…

Eight albums were originally translated into English during the 1970s and 1980s without really making any little impact here, but once Cinebook’s revival the vile Vizier finally caught on in a superb sequence of gloriously readable and wonderfully affordable comedy epics that found an appreciative audience among British kids of all ages. That said, it’s been a while since the last one, but perhaps that’s the setting not the stories…
© 1967 Dargaud Editeur Paris by Goscinny & Tabary. All Rights Reserved.

Today in 1905, the last episode of Gustave Verbeek’s The Upside Downs ran in the New York Herald and in 1924 writer Stan Kay (Casper the Friendly Ghost, Richie Rich, Sad Sack, Fraggle Rock, The Muppets) was born. Practically yesterday, writer Scott Snyder (American Vampire. Batman. Justice Leafue) was born in 1976 whilst ten years later we lost Alfred Bestall of Rupert Bear fame.