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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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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…

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The Mirror Classic Cartoon Collection


By Peter O’Donnell, Jim Edgar, Barrie Tomlinson, Steve Dowling, John Allard, Frank Bellamy, Martin Asbury, Reg Smythe, Jim Holdaway, Jack Greenall, Jack Clayton, John Gillatt & various, compiled by Mike Higgs (Hawk Books)
ISBN: 978-1-89944-175-4 (Album HB)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

Not so much now but once upon a time, The Daily Mirror was home to a number of great British strip seldom matched and never surpassed. That proud boast began with one of the Empire’s greatest successes Tiger Tim, (who debuted there in 1904) and culminated with the likes of war-winning, morale-boosting naive nymph Jane, not to mention The Perishers, Garth, Andy Capp (who has frankly long outlived his appeal!) and many others.

Two of the above cited feature in this beautiful compilation from Mike Higgs’ Hawk Books which did so much over the years to keep British cartoon history alive. This particular triumph gathers sample selections from the newspaper’s back catalogue in a spiffily luxurious oversized (280 x 180 mm) hardback stuffed with fun, thrills and quality nostalgia.

The illustrious Garth is the first star, featured in an adventure from 1957 by series originator and longest serving creator Steve Dowling (1943-1969) – who was succeeded by his assistant John Allard, then Frank Bellamy and finally Martin Asbury.

Garth is a hulking physical specimen, a virtual human superman with the involuntary ability to travel through time and experience past and future lives. This simple concept lent the strip an unfailing potential for exotic storylines and fantastic exploits. ‘The Captive’ – written by Peter O’Donnell and illustrated by Dowling & Allard – is a later tale with our hero abducted from Earth as the prize of a galactic scavenger hunt instigated by bored hedonistic aliens who don’t realise quite what they’ve gotten themselves involved with…

A second adventure, ‘The Man-hunt’, is the last Frank Bellamy worked on. The astounding Mr. Bellamy died in 1976 whilst drawing this yarn of beautiful alien predators in search of prime genetic stock with which to reinvigorate their tired bloodlines. Written by Jim Edgar, the strip was completed by Asbury who took over with the 17th instalment. A tongue-in-cheek thriller, full of thrills and fantastic action, it never loses its light humorous touch.

Andy Capp is a drunken, skiving, misogynistic, work-shy, wife-beating scoundrel who has somehow become one of the most popular and well-loved strip characters of all time. Created by jobbing cartoonist Reg Smythe to appeal to northern readers during a circulation drive, he first saw the light of day – with long-suffering, perpetually abused-but-forgiving wife Florrie in tow – on August 5th 1957. It is not something that has travelled well, but at least proves even Brits can evolve and grow some taste…

This volume reprints 37 strips from the feature’s 41-year run, which only ended with Smythe’s death in 1998 and if I’m completely honest the sheer inexplicable magic of this “lovable rogue” is as appallingly intoxicating as it always was, defeating political correctness and common decency alike; A true Guilty Pleasure, I guess…

Romeo Brown began in 1954, drawn by Dutch artist Alfred “Maz” Mazure, starring a private detective with an eye for the ladies and a nose for trouble. The feature was a light, comedic adventure series adding some much-appreciated honestly needed glamour to the dour mid-1950s, but it really kicked into high gear when Maz left in 1957 to be replaced by Peter O’Donnell and brilliant Jim Holdaway who would go on to create the fabulous Modesty Blaise together. Old Romeo shut up shop in 1962 and is represented here by a pair of romps from the penultimate year. ‘The Arabian Knight’ and ‘The Admiral’s Grand-daughter’ combine sly, knowing humour, bungling criminality and dazzlingly visuals in a manner any Carry-On fan would die for.

Useless Eustace was a gag-panel (a single-picture joke) running from January 1935 to 1985. Created by Jack Greenall, its star was a bald, nondescript everyman who met travails of life with unflinching enthusiasm but very little sense. Greenall produced the strip until 1974, and other artists continued it until 1985. Selections here are from the war years and the 1960s. Another comedy panel was Calamity Gulch, a particularly British view of the ubiquitous Western which invaded our sensibilities with the rise of television ownership in the 1950s. Created by Jack Clayton, it began its spoofery sharp-shooting on 6th June 1960, and you can see 21 of the best right here, Pardner.

A staple of children’s comics that never really prospered in newspapers was sports adventure. At least not until 1989 when those grown up tykes opened the Daily Mirror to find a football strip entitled Scorer, written by Barrie Tomlinson and drawn by Barry Mitchell, and eventually John Gillatt. Very much an updated, R-rated Roy of the Rovers, the strip stars Dave ‘Scorer’ Storry and his team Tolcaster F.C. in fast, hot, “sexy” tales of the Beautiful Game that owed as much to the sports pages it began on as to the grand cartoon tradition.

‘Cup Cracker’ included here is by Tomlinson & Gillatt from 1994, and shows WAGS (Wives And GirlfriendS, non-sports fans) were never a new phenomenon.

Not many people know this – or indeed, care – but before I review an “old” book (which I arbitrarily define as something more than three years old) I look on the internet. It’s a blessing then to still see this wonderful and utterly British tome is readily available in France, Germany – most of Europe in fact and even in Britain. Surely that’s a testament to the book’s quality and desirability, and if that’s the case maybe Mirror Group Newspapers (MGN) or some history-loving print philanthropist should expedite a new edition – or even a few proper comprehensive sequels…
© 1998 Mirror Group Newspapers, Ltd. All Rights Reserved.

Today in 1914 cartoon genius John Stanley (Little Lulu, Thirteen Going on Eighteen, Melvin Monster) was born, with fellow leading lights Bernard Krigstein arriving in 1919, and Mort Drucker in 1929. Steve Dillon (Preacher, Laser Eraser & Pressbutton, The Punisher) and Lew Stringer (Tom Thug, Brickman, Combat Colin, Derek the Troll and his glorious blog Blimey!) both began brightening Britain’s murky shores from today in 1959.

In 1937, UK private eye strip Buck Ryan by Jack Monk & Don Freeman began in the Daily Mirror today, Jean Van Hamme & Grzegorz Rosi?ski’s mega-franchise Thorgal began in Le Journal de Tintin and in 1997 the Daily Mirror published its last Garth strip, ending a run that began in 1943.

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Hell on Earth – A DC Science Fiction Graphic Novel


By Robert Bloch, adapted by Keith Giffen & Robert Loren Fleming with Greg Theakston, Bill Wray, Gaspar Saladino & various (DC Comics)
ISBN 978-0-93028-905-8 (Album TPB)

During the 1980s DC, on a creative roll like many publishers large and small, attempted to free comics narrative from previous constraints of size and format as well as content. To this end, legendary editor Julie Schwartz called upon his old contacts from his youthful days as a Literary Agent to inveigle major names from the book world to have their early Sci-Fi and fantasy classics adapted into a line of Science Fiction Graphic Novels.

One of the most radical interpretations came courtesy of celebrated comedy wise-guys Keith Giffen & Robert Loren Fleming, with inks and colours from Greg Theakston & Bill Wray, not to mention phenomenal lettering and calligraphic effects from Gaspar Saladino.

Revered horror fantasist Robert Bloch developed out of the Lovecraftian tradition of the early pulps to become a household name for books such as Psycho and I Am Legend, which replaced unspeakable elder gods with just-as-nasty yet smaller-scaled devils like Jack the Ripper or that strange guy in the next apartment. In 1943 he scripted a blackly ironic tale of three ordinary people, researcher Professor Phillips Keith, his assistant Lily Ross and the reporter/pulp horror writer they hire to document their great experiment.

The tense interplay of this claustrophobic chiller is effectively captured by illustrator Giffen in his multi-panelled homage/distillation of José Muñoz’s stark art style as the experiment proceeds and the parapsychologists proceed to bring the Devil to Earth and trap him in a glass cage. Of course, as the lives of the trio spiral down into a miasma of darkness, guilt and regret, we have to ask: “Is he really trapped?”

Although a wordy, moody text, the interpreters have crafted a visual analogue that is just as tense and stifling as the original (which, if Satan is on your side, you might find in even rarer compilation Hell on Earth: the Lost Bloch volume two), so if you like daring art and classic spookiness you should track down this album. And while you’re at it why not grab the prose piece as well and see how it works sans graphic narrative?
© 1942 Weird Tales. Text and illustrations © 1985 DC Comics Inc. All Rights Reserved.

Today in 1927 George Storm’s venerable adventure strip Bobby Thatcher began, as did our entire hobby in a way, since in 1970 Minicon (precursor to Comic Con International) opened in San Diego’s U.S. Grant Hotel.

In 1929 Zagor cocreator Gallieno Ferri was born, just like Al Williamson in 1931, Mark Waid in 1962 and Jeff Lemire in 1976. In 1959 we lost jobbing artist Edwin Balmer of Speed Spaulding fame.

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Footrot Flats Book 7


By Murray Ball (Onrin Books)
ISSN: 978-0864640222 (PB)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced for comedic effect.

Once upon a time, Britain ran an Empire, and now we’ve found a more equitable station as just one of 56 (ish) independent nations in a Commonwealth. This is a fluid and ongoing situation so keep watching…

Some of those nations have always been handy with comebacks, rejoinders and cartoon salvos of their own, and whilst this particular item may not have the political venom of Murray Ball’s earlier works, it more than makes up for it by being the absolute best comedy strip the Commonwealth has ever produced (and yes, I’m even including our very own long lost and much missed The Perishers).

New Zealand’s greatest natural wonder and National Treasure was in fact a comic strip. Footrot Flats is one of the funniest ever created, designed as a practical antidote to idealistic pastoral fantasy and bucolic self-deception and concocted in 1975 by cartoonist and comics artist Murray Ball after returning to his New Zealand homeland from an extended work tour of the UK and other, lesser, climes.

The fantastical farm feature ran for a quarter of a century, appearing in newspapers on four continents until 1994 when Ball retired it, citing reasons as varied as the death of his own dog and the state of New Zealand politics. Such success naturally spawned a multitude of merchandising material such as strip compendia, calendars and special editions released regularly from 1978 onwards.

Once Ball officially ceased the daily feature he began periodically releasing books of all-new material until 2000, with a net yield of 27 collections of the daily strip, 8 volumes of Sunday pages dubbed “Weekenders”, 5 pocket books and ancillary publications such as “school kits” aimed at younger fans and their harried parents. There was a stage musical, a theme park and in 1986 a truly superb feature-length animated film. The Dog’s Tail Tale became New Zealand’s top-grossing film (and remained so until Peter Jackson started associating with Hobbits) – track it down online or petition the BBC to show it again; it’s been decades, for Pete’s sake…

The well-travelled, extremely gifted and deeply dedicated Mr. Ball had originally moved to England in the early 1960s, becoming a cartoonist for Punch (crafting Stanley the Palaeolithic Hero and All the King’s Comrades) as well as drawing numerous strips for DC Thompson and Fleetway and even concocting a regular political satire strip in Labour Weekly. After marrying, he returned to the Old Country and resettled in 1974 – but not to retire. Ball was busier than ever once he’d bought a small-holding on the North Island to farm in his “spare time”, which inevitably led to the strip under review here.

Taking the adage “write what you know” to startling, heartbreaking and occasionally stomach-turning heights, the peripatetic pencilpusher broke most of the laws of relativity to make time for these captivatingly insane episodes concerning the highs and lows – and most frequently “absurd” – of the rural entrepreneur as experienced by the earthily metaphoric Wallace Footrot Cadwallader: a proper bloke never too-far removed from mud, mayhem, ferocity and frustration…

Wal is a big, bluff farmer. He likes his grub; loves his sport – Rugby, Football (the Anzac sort, not the kiddie version Yanks call Soccer) Cricket, Golf(ish) and even hang-gliding; each in its proper season and at no other, since he just wants the easiest time a farmer’s life can offer…

Wal owns a small sheep farm (the eponymous Footrot Flats) honestly described as “400 acres of swamp between Ureweras and the Sea”…

With his chief – and only – hand Cooch Windgrass (a latter-day Francis of Assisi), and a verbose and avuncular sheepdog, Wal enjoys being his own boss – as much as the farm cat, goats, chickens, livestock and his auntie will let him.

Other persons of perennial interest include Wal’s fierce and prickly little niece Janice – known to all as Pongo – the aforementioned Aunt Dolly (AKA sternly staunch and starched Dolores Monrovia Godwit Footrot); smart-ass local lad Rangi Wiremu Waka Jones; Dolly’s pompous and pampered Corgi Prince Charles and Pew, a sadistic, inventive, obsessed and vengeful magpie who bears an unremitting grudge against Wal…

When not living in terror of the monumental moggy dubbed Horse, teasing the corpulent Corgi or panic-attacking himself in imagined competition with noble hunting hound Major, The Dog narrates and hosts the strip.

A cool, imaginative and overly sentimental know-all and blowhard, Dog is utterly devoted to his (for lack of a better term) Master – unless there’s food about, or Jess the sheepdog bitch is in heat again. However, the biggest and most terrifying scene-stealer was that fulsome feline Horse; a monstrous and imperturbable tomcat who lords it over every living thing in the district…

One of the powerful and persistent clichés of life is that to make people laugh one truly needs to experience tragedy and, having only recently lost two of my own four-footed studio-mates and constant companions, I can certainly empathise with the artist’s obvious manly distress as this otherwise magnificently hilarious collection is movingly dedicated to the uniquely charming real-world inspiration for the battered and bewhiskered juggernaut… which only makes the comedy capers contained within even more bittersweet and effective, beginning with the poem to his departed companion and the bluff, brisk photo tribute which opens proceedings.

Once again the funny businesses comes courtesy of the loquacious canine softie, taking time out from eking out his daily crusts (and oysters and biscuits and cake and lamb’s tails and scraps and chips and…) and alternately getting on with or annoying the sheep, cows, bull, goat, hogs, ducks, bugs, cats, horses and geese, as well as sucking up to the resolutely hostile wildlife and the decidedly odd humans his owner knows or is related to.

Dog – his given name is an embarrassing, closely and violently guarded secret – loves Wal but always tries to thwart him if the big bloke is trying to do unnecessarily necessary farm chores like chopping down trees, burning out patches of scrub, culling livestock, or trying to mate with the pooch’s main rival Darlene “Cheeky” Hobson, hairdresser-in-residence of the nearest town. As is also the case with the adoring comradeship of proper blokes, Dog is never happier than when embarrassing his mate in front of others, which explains those pages extracted from Wal’s old albums, showing the man to be in various humiliating baby shots and schoolboy scrapes…

Following on is the epic adventure ‘The Invasion of the Murphy Dogs’ – barbaric hounds from a neighbouring farm only afraid of one thing…

This extra-large (262 x 166 mm) landscape monochrome seventh volume came from Australian Publisher Onrin Books and continued the policy of dividing strips into approximately seasonal sequences, and after a few more all-original cartoons again opens with ‘Spring’ – the busiest season of the farmer’s year (apart from the other three) – and concentrates on Pew’s first attempts at avian homemaking, Dog’s libido, horny farmers and hussy-hairdressers, loopy lambs, wild pigs, killer eels and CRICKET, as well as an extended sequence in which Wal and the Dog become involved in the local school’s curriculum and cuisine…

Once the long hot ‘Summer’ settles in, bringing fun with chicken-shearing, busy bees, a plague of carnivorous Wekas, thistles, Horse’s softer side (!) and his war with Pongo and Aunt Dolly, Hare infestations, river-rafting, Irish Murphy’s Pigs (far worse than his dogs), Cheeky’s picnic charm-offensive and the growing closeness of Rangi and Pongo…

‘Autumn’ brings piglets, scrub-burning, the revenge of dispossessed magpies, amorous bovines, fun with artificial insemination, fence-lining and back country cattle, honey-harvesting, darts and rugby, a confused ram who’d rather pursue Dolly than associate with eager ewes and Horse’s crucial role in the war against the magpies…

As ‘Winter’ closes in, offering floods, the mixed messy joy of lambing season, mud, mad goats, whitebait fishing and footy, Wal unwisely agrees to take a class of schoolkids and their puritanical, prudish and priggish teacher on an eye-opening nature-lesson around Footrot Flats. Touched by the painful experience, the bluff cove then volunteers to coach the school’s sports and, after much humiliation, spends the rest of the book discovering how hard – and, for all us observers, funny – farming in a plaster cast can be…

As you’d expect, the comedy content is utterly, absolutely top-rate and the extended role played throughout by the surly star Horse all the more poignant…

Murray Ball – who died in 2017 – was one of those truly gifted individuals who could actually imbue a few lines on paper with the power of Shakespeare’s tragedy and the manic hilarity of jester geniuses like Tommy Cooper or the Marx Brothers. When combined with his sharp, incisive yet warmly human writing, the result was, is, and will remain sheer, irresistible magic.

In the early 1990s Titan Books published British editions of the first three volumes and German, Japanese, Chinese and American translations also exist, as well as the marvellous Australian compendia reviewed here – as ever the internet is your friend (although prices for individual volumes can make your eyes water, so if ever there was an argument for a comprehensive archival re-release, sheer profit would seem to be it)…

Dry, surreal and wonderfully self-deprecating, Footrot Flats always successfully wedded together sarcasm, satire, slapstick and strikingly apt surrealism in a perfect union of pathos and down to earth (and up to your eyebrows) fun that was and still is utterly addicting, exciting and just plain wonderful.

Plant the seeds for a lifetime of laughs by harvesting this or indeed any volume and you’ll soon see a bumper crop of fun irrespective of the weather or market forces.
© 1981-1982 Murray Ball. All Rights Reserved.

Today in 1900, Frederick Burr Opper’s Happy Hooligan first appeared, as did legendary Spanish comic TBO in 1917 and Mort Walker’s Boner’s Ark in 1968. Colour artist Lynn Varley was born today in 1958, and deaths include The Gambols creator Barry Appleby in 1996, Harvey Comics stalwart Sid Couchey in 2012 and Murray Ball in 2017.

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The Spirit: An 80th Anniversary Celebration


By Will Eisner with Abe Kanegson, Sam Rosen, Laura Martin, Jeromy Cox & various (Clover Press)
ISBN: 978-1-95103-805-2 (TPB/Digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

It is pretty much accepted today that Will Eisner was one of the prime creative forces that shaped the comic book industry, but still many of his milestones escape public acclaim in the English-speaking world.

William Erwin Eisner was born on March 6th 1917, in Brooklyn, and grew up in the ghettos of the city. They never left him. After time served inventing much of the visual semantics, semiotics and syllabary of the medium he dubbed “Sequential Art” in strips, comicbooks, newspaper premiums and instructional comics, he then invented the mainstream graphic novel, bringing maturity, acceptability and public recognition to English language comics.

In 1978 a collection of four original short stories in comics form released in a single book, A Contract With God and Other Tenement Stories. All the tales centred around 55 Dropsie Avenue: a 1930’s Bronx tenement housing poor Jewish and immigrant families. It changed the American perception of cartoon strips forever.

Eisner wrote and drew a further 20 further masterpieces, opening the door for all other comics creators to escape the funny book and anodyne strip ghettos of superheroes, funny animals, juvenilia and “family-friendly” entertainment. At one stroke comics grew up.

Eisner constantly pushed the boundaries of his craft, honing his skills not just on the legendary Spirit but with years of educational and promotional material. In A Contract With God he moved into unexplored territory with truly sophisticated, mature themes worthy of Steinbeck and F. Scott Fitzgerald, using pictorial fiction as documentary exploration of social experience.

Restlessly plundering his own childhood and love of human nature as well as his belief that environment was a major and active character in fiction, in the 1980s Eisner began redefining the building blocks unique to sequential narrative with a portmanteau series of brief vignettes that told stories and tested the expressive and informational limits of representational drawings on paper. From 1936 to 1938, Eisner worked as a jobbing cartoonist in the comics production firm known as the Eisner-Eiger Shop, creating strips for domestic US and foreign markets. Using pen-name Willis B. Rensie he conceived and drew the opening instalments of a huge variety of characters ranging from funny animal to historical sagas, Westerns, Detectives, aviation action thrillers – and superheroes – lots of superheroes…

In 1940 Everett “Busy” Arnold (head honcho of the superbly impressive Quality Comics outfit) invited Eisner to take on a new challenge. The Register-Tribune newspaper syndicate wanted a 16-page weekly comic book insert to be given away with the Sunday editions. Despite the terrifying workload such a commission demanded, Eisner jumped at the opportunity, creating three strips which would initially be handled by him before two of them were handed off to his talented assistants. Bob Powell inherited Mr. Mystic whilst masked detective Lady Luck fell into the capable hands of Nick Cardy (then still Nicholas Viscardi), and later the inimitable Klaus Nordling.

Eisner kept the lead strip for himself, and over the next twelve years The Spirit became the most impressive, innovative, imitated and talked-about strip in the business. In 1952 the venture folded and Eisner moved into commercial, instructional and educational strips. He worked extensively for the US military in manuals and magazines like P*S, the Preventative Maintenance Monthly, generally leaving comics books behind.

In the wake of “Batmania” and the 1960s superhero craze, Harvey Comics released two giant-sized reprints with a little new material from the artist, which lead to underground/indie editions and a slow revival of the Spirit’s fame and fortune via monochrome newsstand reprint magazines. Initially, Warren Publishing collected old stories, even adding colour sections with painted illumination from such contemporary luminaries as Rich Corben, but with #17 the title reverted to Kitchen Sink, who had produced the first two underground collections.

Eisner found himself re-enamoured with graphic narrative and saw a willing audience eager for new works. From producing new Spirit covers for the magazine (something the original newspaper insert had never needed) he became increasingly inspired. American comics were evolving into an art form and the restless creator finally saw a place for the kind of stories he had always wanted to tell.

Eisner began crafting some of the most telling and impressive work the US industry had ever seen: first in limited collector portfolios and eventually in 1978, A Contract With God. If Jack Kirby was American comics’ most influential artist, Will Eisner undoubtedly was – and remains – its most venerated and exceptional storyteller. Contemporaries originating from strikingly similar Jewish backgrounds, each used comic arts to escape from their own tenements, achieving varying degrees of acclaim and success, and eventually settling upon a theme to colour all their later works. For Kirby it was the Cosmos, what Man would find there, and how humanity would transcend its origins in The Ultimate Outward Escape. Will Eisner went Home, went Back and went Inward.

The Spirit debuted on June 2nd 1940 in the Sunday edition of newspapers belonging to the Register and Tribune Syndicates. “The Spirit Section” expanded into 20 Sunday newspapers, with a combined circulation of five million copies during the 1940s and ran until October 5th 1952. This collection re-presents a selection of classic adventures from the original 12-year canon, in stark stunning monochrome, with five digitally recoloured by Laura Martin and Jeromy Cox. Furthermore, each episode is preceded by an essay from Industry insiders and unashamed fans.

Leading the charge and providing a fascinating breakdown on the history of the masked marvel is former publisher (one of 15 to date) Denis Kitchen, who provides ‘A Brief History and Appreciation of The Spirit’ before the Cox-coloured ‘Who is The Spirit?’ reveals how a battle of wills between private detective Denny Colt and scientific terror Dr. Cobra leads to the hero’s death and resurrection as the ultimate man of mystery…

Editorial wonder Diana Schutz deconstructs one of Eisner’s most metaphysically mirthful yarns as ‘No Spirit Story Today’ treats us all to monochrome madness with a deadline crunch inspiring a Central City cartoonist to break the fourth wall. Dean Mullaney then spills the beans over atomic era intrigue as Martin’s hues add bite to the 1947 armageddon spoof ‘Wanted’, with the entire world as well as our hero hunting a little man with a deadly secret…

According to Bruce Canwell’s essay, Li’ Abner parody ‘Li’l Adam’ was part of a scheme between Eisner and Al Capp to mutually boost popularity of their respective properties. The jury’s still out, but there no doubt that the Spirit portion is one of the wackiest episodes in the gumshoe’s case files, unlike the moody, compelling tragedy of ‘The Strange Case of Mrs. Paraffin’ (previewed by Charles Brownstein), wherein the ghostly gangbuster strives to convince a widow that she is not also a murderess…

Paul Levitz examines authorial inspiration in anticipation of a return to black & white and The Spirit’s battle against arsonist ‘The Torch’: a potentially passé romp rendered hilariously unforgettable by Eisner’s wry poke at advertising sponsorship, before Beau Smith fondly recalls his mentor’s gift for teaching using modern magic realist western ‘Gold’ as his exemplar…

Coloured by Cox and discussed by Craig Yoe, ‘Matua’ is a deftly winsome tribute to myths and legends disguised as a poke at monster movies with the Spirit wandering the Pacific Islands and meeting an awakened colossal beast, after which Greg Goldstein focusses on ‘Sound’ as a monochrome moment again peeks behind the curtain of a cartoonist’s life.

Eisner always had a superb team to back him up and here letterers Sam Rosen & Abe Kanegson combine with design assistant Jules Pfeiffer to make the wordforms the surreal stars of this picture show about another murdered pencil pusher…

Rounding out this tribute to eight tumultuous decades of Spiritual Enlightenment is a Will Eisner Art Gallery of latterday sketches, pin-ups and covers by the master.

Will Eisner is rightly regarded as one of the greatest writers in American comics but it is too seldom that his incredible draughtsmanship and design sense get to grab the spotlight. This book is a joy no fan or art-lover should be without, and is especially recommended for newbies who only know Eisner’s more mature works.

By the Way: Although Eisner started out utilising the commonplace racial and gender stereotypes employed by so many sectors of mass entertainment, he was among the first in comics – or anywhere else – to eschew and abandon them. In these more enlightened, if not settled, times, it’s nice to see a statement addressing the historical and cultural problems not to mention potential distress these outdated sensibilities might cause right at the front of the collection. So, if funny books can do it, how come statues and people can’t?
THE SPIRIT and WILL EISNER are Registered Trademarks of Will Eisner Studios, Inc. Will Eisner’s The Spirit © 2020 Will Eisner Studios, Inc. All Rights Reserved. All other material © its respective contributor. © 2020 Clover Press, LLC. All Rights Reserved.

In case you missed it, today in 1917 Will Eisner was born, and shared his natal day with Al Milgrom in 1950 and Kieron Dwyer in 1967. The date also marks the deaths of Jack Abel in 1996 and in 2007, groundbreaking woman artist Lina Buffolente who drew Italian comics from age 17 in 1941 ‘til the end.

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Otto’s Orange Day


By Frank Cammuso & Jay Lynch (Toon Books/Raw Junior)
ISBN: 978-0-9799238-2-1 (HC) 978-1-935179-27-6 (PB/Digital edition)

If you give them a chance and the right material, kids love to read. Happily, these days there’s a grand renaissance of books for the next generation to cut their milk-teeth on, and thanks to the dedication of folk like David Fickling Books (and their wonderful comic The Phoenix) in Britain and Toon Books/Raw Junior in the USA, almost enough avenues for youngsters to grow up reading comics too. This one comes courtesy of award-winning political cartoonist Frank Cammuso (also the creator of, Salem Hyde, Edison, Beaker, Knights of the Lunch Table, Max Hamm: Fairy Tale Detective) who joined here with legendary industry giant Jay Lynch (Mad, Bijou Funnies, Phoebe and the Pigeon People, Nard ‘n’ Pat, Wacky Packages, Garbage Pail Kids) to relate a boisterous and visually flamboyant yarn of foolish enthusiasm…

Otto was a ginger cat and utterly obsessed. He always said – long and loud and often – that orange is ‘My Favorite Colour’. He proclaimed it in verse and through dance and even had a song about the best hue in the world. That’s why his Aunt Sally Lee sent him an old dusty lamp she found in a store. It was pretty dusty and banged up, but beneath the grime, it gleamed orange…

Otto gave the old relic a thorough dusting and was amazed to see a gigantic blue genie offering him one wish. Otto had no doubts what it should be…

Opening the door he found the entire world painted in shades of the greatest colour of all. He couldn’t wait for winter when he could make orange snowmen! Sadly, he soon started seeing the downside and learned to ‘Be Careful What You Wish For!’ Roads were more dangerous, people were hard to recognise and even Otto couldn’t stomach orange lamb chops with orange mashed potatoes and orange spinach!

Knowing he had to turn things back, Otto tried to find the lamp but it was difficult to do when all his toys and games were orange too…

However, even when he finally locates the magic artefact there’s still another problem: only one go per owner and the genie says that changing the world back counts as ‘A New Wish’ and is far from happy to start making changes now…

Aimed at the five-&-over age-range, this splendidly child-sized (152 x 126 mm) tome is a gloriously evocative, sleekly exciting kid-friendly caper, produced in 32-page, full-colour landscape format and the kind of illustrated extravaganza kids of all ages will adore – and probably fight over. At least there’s a sequel to placate multi-kid cat-loving households…

Toon Books/Raw Junior was founded by Art Spiegelman & Françoise Mouly to provide high-quality comics stories to entice pre-schoolers and beginning readers into a life-long relationship with graphic narrative and traditional reading.

With a select pantheon of creators they have produced many brilliant books sub-divided into First Comic for brand new readers (Level 1), (Easy-to-Read for Emerging Readers Level 2) and Chapter Books for Advanced Beginners (Level 3).

The company supports publications with on-line tools at TOON-BOOKS.com, offering interactive audio-versions read by the authors – in a multitude of languages – and a “cartoon maker” facility which allows readers to become writers of their own adventures.

I haven’t seen or reviewed – anything of theirs since 2019, but maybe I should…
© 2008 RAW Junior, LLC. All rights reserved.

Today in 1842 Canadian cartoonist, journalist/lawyer and creator of the satirical weekly Le Canard Hector Berthelot was born, backed up in 1895 by the astounding Milt Gross (Count Screwloose of Tooloose) and in 1921 the utterly yet mildly magnificent John (Captain Pugwash, Harris Tweed, Sir Prancelot, Mary Mungo and Midge) Ryan. Making the scene in 1932 was car dude and Rat Fink creator Ed “Big Daddy” Roth, with Simon Bisley showing up in 1962 and Skottie Young in 1978.

We lost Charles (Crime Does Not Pay, The Little Wise Guys, Airboy, Steel Sterling, Crimebuster) Biro in 1972 and Barney Google guy Fred Lasswell in 2001, but can commiserate over the fact that Knockout weekly began today in 1939 and clocked up 24 years of publication whilst Alex Raymond debuted private eye strip Rip Kirby right about now in 1946.

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Billy and Buddy volume 10: Walks on the Wild Side


By Christophe Cazenove & Jean Bastide in the style of Roba, translated by Jerome Saincantin (Cinebook)
ISBN: 978-1-80044-186-6 (Album PB/Digital edition)

Known as Boule et Bill in Europe (at least in the French speaking bits – the Dutch and Flemish call them Bollie en Billie or perhaps Bas et Boef if readers first glimpsed them in legendary weekly Sjors), this evergreen, immensely popular cartoon saga of a dog and his boy first debuted at Christmas in 1959. The perennial family favourite resulted from Belgian writer-artist Jean Roba (Spirou et Fantasio, La Ribambelle) putting his head together with Maurice Rosy: the magazine’s Artistic Director and Ideas Man, who had also ghosted art and/or scripts on Jerry Spring, Tif et Tondu, Bobo and Attila during a decades-long, astoundingly productive career at the legendary periodical.

Intended as a European answer to Charles Schulz’s Peanuts, Boule et Bill quickly went its own way, developing a unique style and personality to become Roba’s main occupation for the next 45 years. He had launched the feature as a mini-récit (32-page, half-sized freebie inserts) in the December 24th edition of Le Journal de Spirou.

Like Dennis the Menace in The Beano, the strip was a huge hit from the start, and for 25 years held the coveted and prestigious back-cover spot. It was even syndicated to rival publishers and became a popular feature in Le Journal de Mickey, rubbing shoulders with Walt Disney’s top stars. Older Brits might recognise the art as early episodes – retitled It’s a Dog’s Life – ran in Fleetway’s prestigious weekly Valiant from 1961 to 1965…

A cornerstone of European life, the strip has generated a live-action movie, four animated TV series, computer games, permanent art exhibitions, sculptures and even postage stamps. As with a select few immortalized Belgian comics creations, Bollie en Billie were awarded a commemorative plaque and have a street named after them in Brussels…

Large format album compilations began immediately, totalling 21 volumes throughout the 1960s and 1970s from publisher Dupuis. These were completely redesigned and re-released in 1985 when Roba moved to Dargaud and became his own editor. The standard albums (44 to date) are supplemented by a range of early-reader books for toddlers. Assorted collections are available in 14 languages, selling well in excess of 25 million copies.

Roba crafted more than a thousand pages of gag-strips in his beguiling, idealised domestic comedy setting, all about a little lad and an exceedingly smart Cocker Spaniel. Long before his death in 2006, the auteur wisely appointed successors for the strip, which has thus continued to this day. He began by surrendering art chores to his long-term assistant Laurent Verron in 2003, and the successor subsequently took on the scripting too upon Roba’s passing. Verron was soon joined by gag-writers Veys, Corbeyran, Chric & Cucuel whilst this tome comes courtesy of latest team Christophe Cazenove & Jean Bastide. For this collection Verron is still present, as illustrator of the “cabochons”: illustrated icons at the top of each strip. They’re what old folks like us employed before emoticons…

As Billy and Buddy, the strip returned to British eyes in 2009: stars of enticing Cinebook compilations introducing to 21st century readers an endearingly bucolic sitcom-styled nuclear family set-up consisting of one bemused, long-suffering and short-tempered dad; a warmly compassionate but constantly wearied and distracted mum; a smart but mischievous son and a genius dog who has a penchant for finding bones, puddles and trouble. As the feature accommodates the passage of time, we see a few more mod-cons and a bigger role for girls – such as dog-loving Hazel – but, in essence, nothing has changed… and that’s the whole point…

Y a d’la promenade dans l’air was the 39th European collection, comfortingly resuming in the approved manner and further exploring the evergreen relationship of a dog and his boy (and tortoise) for our delight and delectation. Available in paperback and digital editions and delivered as a series of stand-alone rapid-fire, single-page gags, Walks on the Wild Side is packed with visual puns, quips, slapstick and jolly jests and japes: all affirming the gradual socialisation and behaviour of little Billy as measured in carefree romps with four-footed friends and an even split between parental judgements and getting away with murder…

This time though those pawed pals are extensively featured in many human-free romps with the proudly affable pooch’s ever-growing street pack: Muffin, Scamp, Vix and the rest…

Buddy is the perfect pet for an imaginatively playful lad, although the manipulative mutt is still far too fond of purloined food, buried bones (ownership frequently and raucously to be determined), and, as seen in this volume, sleeping where he really shouldn’t. However, when not being a problem, he’s a unique helper when dad plays plumber and also ferociously protective of his boy, tortoise and ball and even down-on-their-luck strangers…

The pesky pooch simply cannot understand why everyone wants to constantly plunge him into foul-tasting soapy water, but it’s just a sacrifice he’s prepared to make to be with Billy, and as seen here a trial he’s prepared to endure for peace, pieces of food and the occasional Psy-ops/April’s Fool gag…

Buddy’s fondly platonic relationship with tortoise Caroline is heavily emphasised here and his knack for clearing off whenever Dad has one of his explosive emotional meltdowns (over the cost of treats, repair bills or other impositions) is again dialled down, but most traditional themes and schemes are revisited abundantly albeit with novel twists like taking the dog(s) for a nice drive…

Our inseparable duo interact with many pals (particularly Billy’s school chum and cavalry-loving playmate Pat – who acts as confidante and best two-legged crony in all mischief making) and at every carefree moment they all play pranks, encounter other animals, dodge surveillance, hunt and hoard (bones, toys, shoes, phones and other crucial household items), rummage in bins, wilfully and/or honestly misunderstand adults, cause accidents and cost money, with both kid and mutt equally adept at all of the above.

This time, domestic chaos is heightened by many visits to wild country and green pastures and Buddy’s new passion for recycling/pre-cycling…

And of course, hostile neighbour Madame Stick and her evil cat Corporal are on hand to spoil all fun and frustrate their frolics…

Roba was a master of this cartoon art form and under his successors the strips remain genially paced, filled with wry wit and potent sentiment: enchantingly funny episodes running the gamut from heart-warming to hilarious, silly to surreal and thrilling to just plain daft.

This collection is exactly what fans would expect and deserve: another charming homage to and lasting argument for a child for every pet and vice versa. Here is a supremely engaging family-oriented compendium of cool and clever comics no one keen on introducing youngsters to the medium should be without.
Original edition © Dargaud, 2018 by Cazenove & Bastide in the style of Roba © Studio Boule & Bill 2018. English translation © 2025 Cinebook Ltd.
Today in 1902 Bud Fisher’s Mutt & Jeff successor Al Smith was born, followed in 1904 by Theodor Seuss Geisel AKA Dr Seuss. In 1913 Fred Bassett creator Alex Graham was born, with German colour artist Tatjana Wood arriving ten years later and the amazing, beguiling Mark Evanier coming along in 1952.

In 1962 we lost cartoonist/author/critic/Member of Parliament J.F. Horrabin, originator of wonders such as The Adventures of the Noah Family and Dot and Carrie.

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Gomer Goof volume 1: Mind the Goof!


By André Franquin, Delporte & Jidéhem: translated by Jerome Saincantin (Cinebook)
ISBN: 978-1-84918-358-1 (Album TPB/digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced during less enlightened times and some used for dramatic and comedic effect.

Born in Etterbeek, Belgium on January 3rd 1924, André Franquin began his astounding career in the golden age of European cartooning. In 1946, as assistant to Joseph “Jijé” Gillain on top strip Spirou, he inherited sole control of the keynote feature, and creating countless unforgettable characters like Fantasio and The Marsupilami. Over two decades Franquin made the strip purely his, expanding its scope and horizons, as co-stars Spirou & Fantasio – with hairy Greek Chorus Spip the squirrel – became globetrotting troubleshooters visiting exotic places, exposing crimes, exploring the incredible and clashing with bizarre, eccentric arch-enemies. Throughout all that, Fantasio remained a full-fledged – albeit entirely fictional – reporter for Le Journal de Spirou, popping back to base between assignments. Regrettably, ensconced there like a splinter under a fingernail was an arrogant, accident-prone office junior. He was Gaston Lagaffe; Franquin’s other immortal – or peut-être unkillable? – conception…

There’s a hoary tradition of comics personalising fictitiously back-office creatives and the arcane processes they indulge in, whether it’s Marvel’s Bullpen or DC Thomson’s lugubrious Editor and underlings at The Beano and Dandy; it’s a truly international practise. Somehow though, after debuting in LJdS #985 (February 28th 1957), the affable dimwit grew – like one of his own monstrous DIY projects – beyond all control. Whether guesting in Spirou’s sagas or his own strips/faux reports for the editorial pages, Lagaffe became one of the most popular and ubiquitous components of the comic he was supposed to paste up.

In initial cameos or occasional asides on text pages, well-meaning foul-up and ostensible studio gofer Gaston lurked and lounged amidst a crowd of diligent toilers until the workshy slacker employed as a general assistant at LJdS’s head office became a solid immovable fixture. Ultimately the scruffy bit-player shambled into his own star feature…

In terms of schtick and delivery, older readers will recognise favourite beats and elements of well-intentioned helpfulness wedded to irrepressible self-delusion as seen in Benny Hill or Jacques Tati vehicles and recognise recurring riffs from Only Fools and Horses and Mr Bean. It’s blunt-force slapstick, using paralysing puns, fantastic ingenuity and inspired invention to mug smugness, puncture pomposity, lampoon the status quoi? (and that’s British punning, see?) and ensure no good deed goes noticed, rewarded or unpunished…

As previously stated, Gaston/Gomer can be seen (if you’re very quick or extremely patient) toiling at Le Journal de Spirou’s editorial offices. At first he reported to Fantasio, but as pressure of work took the hero away, the Goof instead complicated the lives of office manager Léon Prunelle and other harassed and bewildered staffers, all whilst effectively ignoring any tasks he’s paid to actually handle. These notionally include page paste-up, posting packages, filing, clean-up, collecting stuff inbound from off-site and editing readers’ letters – the reason why fans’ requests/suggestions are never acknowledged or answered…

Gomer is lazy, hyperkinetic, opinionated, ever-ravenous, impetuous, underfed, forgetful and eternally hungry: a passionate sports fan, self-proclaimed musician maestro and animal lover whose most manic moments all stem from cutting work corners, stashing or consuming contraband nosh in the office or inventing the Next Big Thing. This situation leads to constant clashes with colleagues and draws in notionally unaffiliated bystanders like increasingly manic traffic cop Longsnoot and fireman Captain Morwater, plus ordinary passers-by who should know by now to keep away from this street.

Through it all, the obtuse office oaf remains affable, easy-going and incorrigible. Only three questions matter: why everyone keeps giving him one last chance, what does gentle, lovelorn Miss Jeanne see in the self-opinionated idiot, and will perpetually-outraged and accidentally abused capitalist financier De Mesmaeker ever get his perennial, pestiferous contracts signed?

If you’re old, new to this and yet experiencing a dose of déjà vu, it might be because the big idiot appeared in a 1970s Thunderbirds annual, rechristened Cranky Franky. Perhaps they should have kept the original title…

This premier compilation consists of half-page shorts and comedic text story “reports” from the LJdS’s editorial page before ultimately unleashing full episodes of madcap buffoonery. As previously stated Gomer is employed (let’s not dignify his position by calling it “work”) at the Spirou offices, reporting to go-getting Fantasio and foolishly left in charge of minor design jobs like paste-up and reading readers’ letters and general dogs-bodying. He’s lazy, opinionated, forgetful and eternally hungry. Many of his most catastrophic actions revolve around cutting corners and caching illicit food in the office…

Following 26 short, sharp two-tier gag episodes – involving Gomer’s office innovations, his hunt for food, assorted pets and livestock, sporting snafus and his appallingly decrepit and dilapidated Fiat 509 auto(barely)mobile – the first of numerous prose vignettes ‘On the Line’ exposes the fool’s many delusional attempts to become an inventor. Other text forays – punctuated by more pint-sized gag-strips – follow. These comedy briefs include ‘More Than One String to his Bow’, ‘Police Report’, ‘Open Letter to Mr De Mesmaeker’ (Jean De Mesmaeker being the real name of collaborator and background artist Jidéhem and taken for the self-important businessman who became Gomer’s ultimate foil), ‘Winter Stalactites’, ‘Red vs Blue’, ‘Noise Pollution’, ‘Presence of Mind’, ‘Gomer’s stethoscope’, ‘The Firebug Fireman’, ‘Gas-powered bicycle’ and ‘Definitely-not-surreptitious advertising’.

The print then gives way to a long-running procession of half-page strips with our editorial idiot causing a cataclysm of cartoon chaos.

Further prose pieces slip into extended continuity when Fantasio embargoes all canned food (potentially explosive and always a bio-hazard) and Gomer applies all his dubious ingenuity to beating the ban in ‘The tin wars’, ‘Ticking tin bombs’, ‘Diary of a War correspondent’ and ‘Blockade’ before one final strip flurry brings the hilarity to temporary pause…

Far better enjoyed than précised or described, these strips allowed Franquin, fellow scenarist Yvan Delporte and Jidéhem to flex their whimsical muscles and subversively sneak in some satirical support for their political beliefs in pacifism and environmentalism, but at their core remain supreme examples of all-ages comedy: wholesome, barbed, daft and incrementally funnier with every re-reading.

So why not start now?
© Dupuis, Dargaud-Lombard s.a. 2017 by Franquin. All rights reserved. English translation © 2017 Cinebook Ltd.

Today in 1907, comic strip god Milton Caniff was born, as was – in 1913 – John Carter of Mars illustrator John Coleman Burroughs. Ditto Japanese teacher/political cartoonist Taizo Yokoyama (Pu-san, Eheh) in1917. Reading wise, André Franquin’s Gaston Lagaffe debuted in 1957.

If there was a February 29th this year, tomorrow we’d be commemorating the birth of Italian superstar Paolo Eleuteri Serpieri (Druuna) in 1944 and the launch of Bil Keane’s The Family Circus in 1960… but we don’t so we ain’t.