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Max and Moritz – translated from the German by Mark Ledsom


By Heinrich Christian Wilhelm Busch translated /adapted by Mark Ledsom (Puskin Children’s)
ISBN: 978-1-78269-254-6 (HB/Digital edition)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

Do you remember when exhausted adults would say something – such as a favoured book – was just “for the children”?

For over a century today’s subject was the quintessential tome those grownups were talking about, but just like so many beloved bygone fairy tales, it probably should not have been. Its well-meaning creator was a gentle, witty family guy whose carefully crafted child’s amusement (along with successive pictorial essays and yarns) become a cornerstone of comics development, as well as one of the earliest and most popular graphic narratives of all time…

Naturally, as child-rearing fashions and notions evolved over decades, so too did the go-to exemplars and visually-aided fairy tale-fuelled social primers that helped form succeeding generation. Nevertheless, when you go back and actually read those old reliable kindergarten standbys, you might be able to grasp why so much of our history turned out the way it did…

Joking aside, so much of traditional western childhood behaviour-shaping salutary fare is Germanic in origins but creepy as £@$#!*! As a staunch pedagogue (no, go look that up before you make a fool of yourself) of Teutonic origins I cannot express how inversely proud that makes me feel…

Heinrich Christian Wilhelm Busch was born in Wiedensahl, Germany today in 1832. The eldest of seven surviving children, he led a remarkable, eventful but ultimately tragic life. At his prime, despite poor health he became a successful and acclaimed artist and writer, professional painter and poet, sought after humourist and pioneer of comic strips and children’s publishing…

In an era of burgeoning literacy and ironclad views on morality and propriety, books made to traumatise kids into being good began with Heinrich Hoffman’s 1845 release Struwwelpeter and could be found in most middle class homes across the western world. Thus as part of a welter of articles and commentaries churned out at a time of financial need, jobbing writer/artist Busch added his own with the October 1865 launch of Max und Moritz – Eine Bubengeschichte in sieben Streichen.

It should have been released through Ludwig Richter Press – a producer of children’s books and “Christian Devotional Literature” – but when they rejected it, the manuscript passed to the artist’s previous publisher Kaspar Braun. A slow seller, Max and Moritz – A Story of Seven Boyish Pranks picked up traction in 1868 with a second edition, and by Busch’s death in 1908 had sold nearly 450,000 copies. It wasn’t hurt by teachers attacking it, declaring it “frivolous and an undesirable influence on the moral development of young people.”

None of his later comics prototypes were as successful. At the time of Busch’s death it was translated into English, Danish, Hebrew, Japanese, Polish, Hungarian, Portuguese, Russian, Swedish, Latin and Walloonian, but also banned in many countries or barred to readers under 18. By 1997, there were another 281 dialect and language translations available.

Beautifully illustrated and a hugely popular yet controversial addition to the genre of cautionary tales for the instruction and correction of wayward youth, this edition enjoys a careful and liberal re-translation by Mark Ledsom. However, like most kids’ stories from the latter centuries of the last millennium it comes with terrifying warnings, admonitory notes and a moral message baked in (on this occasion, quite literally).

Rendered in stunning pen-& ink linework and described in snappy rhyming couplets we meet a pair of ghastly oiks very reminiscent of Young Tory hopefuls in the ‘Introduction’ prior to the jolly japesters launching their ‘First Prank’ against Old Widow Palmer and her poor poultry…

The ‘Second Prank’ expands the lads’ animal cruelty into framing the widow’s dog for theft before a ‘Third Prank’ targets and endangers harmless tailor Mr. Bock whilst teacher Lampel is nigh assassinated in the ‘Fourth Prank’…

The terrorism encompasses Grandpa Fritz in the ‘Fifth Prank’ as the twisted tots unleash insect hell, after which the ‘Sixth Prank’ sees them burgle, vandalise and pay a stiff price for breaking into the Bakery, before reaping what they sowed after targeting a farmer in their ‘Final Prank’. With justice ferociously served, all that’s left is a sinister summing up, courtesy of a relatively recondite ‘Conclusion’…

Also included here for scholars and show-offs is a foreign language addition of ‘Max und Moritz (Original German Text)’ as well as a fulsome ‘Translator’s Note’ from Ledsom. Noteworthy, remarkable, influential and rather hard to take for many modern readers, Max and Moritz marked a key point in the development of comics… and quite possibly passed a minor Rubicon in human taste. If you need to see how we got here, this is definitely the place to start…

Although the book is in public domain now this version enjoys some proprietary rights.
English translation © 2019 Mark Ledson. All rights reserved.

Today in 1832, German picture story pioneer Wilhelm Busch was born, as was cartoonist Billy De Beck (Barney Google) in 1890; David Breger (Mr Breger, Private Breger, G.I. Joe) in 1908; and Britain’s legendary Denis McLoughin (Roy Carson, Swift Morgan, Buffalo Bill) in 1918 and Argentine line wizard Alberto Breccia (Mort Cinder) one year later.

Good penmanship is crucial in our game but isn’t always apparent, which is why we’re wishing all-star Jerry Grandenetti a posthumous “happy birthday” for today in either 1925 or 1927. Ten years later, unsung giant Tom Sutton (Vampirella, Captain Marvel, Not Brand Echh, Werewolf by Night, Planet of the Apes, The Hacker Files) arrived, complemented by Sara Pichelli (Spider-Man, X-Men, Girl Comics) in 1983.

Ed Dodd’s Mark Trail launched today in 1946, as did UK comic Terrific in 1967 but the date also marks the loss of internationally-acclaimed illustrator Alberto Giolitti (Star Trek, Turok, King Kong, Tarzan, Cisco Kid, Lone Ranger, Cinque anni dopo, Tex Willer ) in 1993; Brant (Wizard of Id) Parker in 2007 and Marty Greim (Thunderbunny, The Shield, Black Terror, Atomic Mouse, Disney characters) in 2017.

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Romo the WolfBoy by ILYA


By ILYA (SelfMadeHero)
ISBN: 978-1-914224-44-7 (HB)

This book includes Discriminatory Content included for comedic and dramatic effect.

ILYA is a multi-award winning comic book writer and artist whose work has been published by Marvel, DC, Dark Horse, Kodansha and independent companies all over the world. Previous prose and/or pictorial accomplishments include the Manga Drawing Kit; Time Warp: The Future’s Now …and it’s a Riot; BIC; The End of the Century Club sequence; Room for Love; The Clay Dreaming and modern drama Skidmarks. Commercial clients comprise the BBC, Royal Academy of Arts, newspapers The Times, Guardian, East End Life and legendary stripzine Deadline. ILYA has worked with Eddie Campbell on Deadface and Bacchus, edits the Mammoth Book of Best New Manga series, and like all comics creators has a secret identity, sometimes answering to the soubriquet Ed Hillyer…

This latest venture combines his obvious love of British mythologies, whimsies and historical micro-cultures, all cunningly interwoven with cheeky comics lore from across the world. A genre-mixing mystery saga of the strange and (potentially) paranormal, the potent pastiche debut yarn introduces a brace of old-fashioned odd fellows evolving into emergent crime-solving associates…

The unfolding imbroglio is delivered primarily in welcoming pencil hues and traditional block-text & image format with the occasional modern graphic narrative tweak, all premiering a fresh pantheon of eclectic wonders, as we peep into the closeted lives of a troupe of travelling entertainers in Victorian England. Revelations are seen through the learning experiences and rapid advancement of a secretive neophyte recently enrolled as a stage hand, and the bizarrely enigmatic living attraction who befriends and adopts the secretive newcomer…

Romo the Wolfboy (…in Strange Case of Cackle and Hide) heaps tragedy upon mystery as tight-lipped “Francis X” – who ran away to the circus for reasons of their own – develops transformative friendships (and some foe-making) after being accepted into the closed family circuit of Blimey O’Riley’s Travelling Circus. The serried hierarchical ranks of outsiders have their own ways, cherished observances and even unique language – and also hard-held misconceptions and prejudices – but Francis is smiled upon by Ringmaster O’Riley himself. It’s an attraction and fascination shared by the weird, non-verbal freak attraction who is said to have been raised by wild animals…

As Francis and Romo spar and bond, they come to grips with this odd enclosed world in miniature that encompasses love and hate, fear and acceptance and all the broad panoply of human life in between. However, everything takes an unpleasant and even uncanny turn after the big top is set up in the next village. Here, despite the gob-smacked anticipation of the locals, sabotage, unwarranted assaults and ultimately murder-attempts start chipping away at the wandering clan’s solidarity, Soon a monstrous uncannily giggling villain is recognised if not actually identified, and Romo and Francis X are catapulted into the role of guardians and problem-solvers. The hunt for the obsessed village elite determined to destroy them all… or at least banish the players from the region… is hard, baffling work, and most disturbingly, many incidents defy logic or reason while somehow connecting past sins to future threats. …And what role do the chickens play in all this?

Bracketed by context-creating preludes ‘The Carny Code’ and ‘Introducing…’ the hilarious, uproarious and outrageous events are balanced by further extras at the end. Enhancing enjoyment with education and elucidation we ‘Roll up Roll up’ to explain historical carny argot “Ciazarn” – readily deployed through the tale to enhance the experience – in a fascinating briefing that seamlessly segues into teasing tweaks of meta-reality moments as the author offers a list of devious ‘Easter Eggs’ buried within the sawdust saga before ending the entertainment with extracts from his ‘Romo the WolfBoy Production Blog’ …

Wry, anachronistically bold, and breezily beguiling, Romo the WolfBoy began as online episodes on ILYA’s Substack, playing out over a year, Thus this unmissable day out delight and jolly jaunt concludes with an acknowledgement of the Kickstarter contributors who helped its transition to the thick comforting pages here with big thank you ‘Made Possible by Public Funds’…

All the fun of the fair plus every additional chill and thrill you could possibly stand besides, the wonderment here is but a teaser of more and greater marvels to come, so read this now and writhe in anticipation for forthcoming encore Romo the WolfBoy and Francis X (Investigators of the Paranormal) in The Fall and Rise of Springheeled Tom…
© & ™ Ed Hillyer / ILYA. All rights reserved.

Today in 1924, Roy Crane’s epic, trailblazing strip Wash Tubbs began a run that would carry the little wonder all the way to 1988 and spawn tough guy prototype Captain Easy. In 1950 Eagle launched, bringing thrills glamour and Dan Dare to the benighted comics-deprived children of Britain.

Prior to all that, in 1920 Golden Age Great Sheldon Moldoff (Hawkman, Black Pirate, Kid Eternity, Batman, Gangbusters) was born, followed in 1949 by Dave Gibbons (Dan Dare, Rogue Trooper, Watchmen, Give Me Liberty, The Originals); Chuck Dixon (Batman, Robin, Nightwing, Punisher) and Katsuhiro Otomo (Akira) in 1954; Daniel Clowes (Eightball, Ghost World, Like a Velvet Glove Cast in Iron) in 1961 and Korean manhwa star Hyung Min-woo (Priest) in 1974.

On this date in 1957 we lost British veteran cartoonist and poster-maker Will Owen (Lux, Bovril, The Bisto Kids) and New Zealand satirist John (Varoomshka) Kent in 2003.

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The Avengers in the Veracity Trap


By Chip Kidd & Michae Cho & various (Abrams Comic Arts/MARVEL Arts)
ISBN: 978-1-4197-7067-8 (HB) eISBN: 979-8-88707-137-4

Jacob Kurtzberg (AKA Jack Curtiss, Curt Davis, Lance Kirby, Ted Grey, Charles Nicholas, Fred Sande, Teddy, “The King” and others) did lots of stuff but most significantly inspired millions if not billions of people by drawing his ideas. This book is one of the most engaging examples of how that process has become self-sustaining…

After a period of meteoric expansion, in 1963 the blossoming Marvel Universe was finally ready to emulate the key DC concept that had cemented the legitimacy of the Silver Age of American comics. The notion of putting a bunch of all-star eggs in one basket had made the Justice League of America an instant winner and subsequently inspired the moribund Atlas outfit – primarily Stan Lee, Jack Kirby & Steve Ditko – to conceive “super-characters” of their own. The initial result, in 1961, was The Fantastic Four…

After 18 rollercoaster months, the fledgling House of Ideas had generated a small but popular stable of costumed leading men (but still only 2 sidekick women!), allowing Lee & Kirby to at last assemble a select handful of them into an cross-branding squad, moulded into a force for justice and soaring sales.

Seldom has it ever been done with such style and sheer exuberance. Cover dated September 1963, The Avengers #1 launched as part of an expansion package which also included Sgt. Fury and his Howling Commandos and The X-Men: all glorying in the full, unfettered  force of imagination unleashed. Each change-packed revolutionary issue by Kirby, Lee and their confederates stirred a pot filled with hyperdynamic characters and layers of compelling world-building.

For the Avengers it had all started in Asgard, where immortal trickster Loki was imprisoned, hungry for vengeance on his noble half-brother Thor. Malevolently observing Earth, the vile divinity had espied the monstrous, misunderstood Hulk and mystically engineered a situation whereby the man-brute seemingly went wild, all with the intention of having the Thunder God fight the monster. When Hulk’s teen sidekick Rick Jones called the FF for help, devious Loki had scrambled and diverted the transmission and awaited the carnage that must follow.

Sadly for the schemer, Iron Man, Ant-Man and The Wasp also caught the redirected SOS. As heroes converged to search for the Jade Giant, they realised something was amiss, leading led their first assembled assault on Loki. It was the beginning of a legend and over the next seven issues (plus guest shots in other titles!) it sparked heroes coming and going, and villains without peer setting new standards for wickedness…

That primordial period of Kirby-limned luminal ideas and escalating inspirational influences is a mini halcyon era: one potently, evocatively addressed and revered in this very special project from two iconic modern award-winners and devout comics lovers. With their “Veracity Trap” designer/author/historian Chip Kidd (Batman: Death by Design, Jack Cole and Plastic Man, The Cheese Monkeys) and designer/author/illustrator Michael Cho (Papercut, Shoplifter, hundreds of DC and Marvel covers) cheerfully knock down all the fourth walls and puckishly inject themselves into the medium and their message to deliver a compelling pastiche of all that too-brief Kirby-spawned early Avengers wonderment.

Suitably packed with stirring tribute moments from eye-bending wonder-machines to stellar landscapes, and packed to the scaly oversized gills with charmingly monstrous “Kirby-Kritters” aiding and abetting the heroes and villains, this rocket-paced epic sees a team that never quite was – Thor, Iron Man, Giant-Man, The Wasp, Captain America and The Hulk – unite to battle Loki once more, only to be booby-trapped and portentously propelled beyond their home universe into a Greater (albeit still Four-Colour) Reality where godlike cartoonists and pen-pushers casually dictate their fates… until the malevolently malign God of Mischief usurps their elevated position and endangers all layers of existence!

Co-produced by Marvel and Abrams ComicArts, The Avengers in the Veracity Trap is a gleefully witty homage sampling and extrapolating upon all those beloved graphic and narrative landmarks and milestones of early Marvel – even incorporating pages of ‘Mighty Mavel Pin-ups!’ – and sending waves of crushing nostalgia through those of us who were there and curious neophytes alike…

Although this hark-back to halcyon days is literally all about the visual verve, fanboys like me can also be assured that continuity and characterisation are also faithful extrapolations – albeit with the painful Sixties gender stereotyping given a thorough going over – of what has gone before, augmenting a spectacular paean of praise and wishful thinking to those gone but never forgotten glory days…
© 2025 MARVEL.

A date for firebrands and iconoclasts, today in 1925 conspiracy-theorist/ judgemental Christian fundamentalist comics creator Jack Chick was born, as was award-winning French satirist and bane of conservatism Jean-Marc Reiser (Hara-Kiri, Charlie Hebdo) in 1941. Less controversially we also welcomed Argentine comics artist Ricardo Villagran (Tarzan, Evangeline) in 1938, and in 1987 said farewell to mighty Joe Colquhoun (Paddy Payne; Roy of the Rovers; Saber, King of the Jungle; Football Family Robinson; Soldier Sharp, the Rat of the Rifles; Kid Chameleon, Adam Eterno; Charley’s War et al). In 2005 Italo-Argentine art ace Juan Zanotto (War Man, Henga, Bárbara, Falka) died too.

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Daily Mail Nipper Annual, 1940 Facsimile Edition


ISBN: 978-0-90080-431-1 (TPB)

This book includes Discriminatory Content produced in less enlightened times.

As we apparently stumble into another global conflagration sparked by hatred and steered by greedy, needy raving lunatics, why not return with me again to the early days of World War II and experience the charm and creativity of the English in the face of impending disaster and unfolding calamity? Or perhaps I should say try and find this wonderful reproduction of one of those war years’ most popular strips, now all but forgotten…

Cartoonist, comics creator and celebrated animator Brian White first created this roguish charmer of a toddler in 1933 and he outlasted the Nazis by a good margin, only putting down his toys in 1947. However the bonny lad’s pantomimic antics – most strips were slapstick gags without dialogue – were loved by children and adults in equal measure. The feature ran in The Daily Mail and even with wartime restrictions, seasonal annuals were a foregone conclusion. The public demanded it.

Brian “H.B.” White was born in Dunstable in 1902 and divided his artistic gifts between moving pictures and cartooning for comics and papers. His other strip success included Dare-a-Day Danny and Little Tough Guy in Knockout; Keyhole Kate in Sparky; Plum Duffy in The Topper and Double Trouble for the London Evening Standard.

His film work was as impressive and far-reaching, beginning with cartoon short Jerry the Troublesome Tyke in 1925 and ending with the Halas & Batchelor team that created the landmark animated film Animal Farm in 1954.

HB died in 1984, but his work is timelessly accessible and deserves to be re-discovered.

Bold, vivid and ingenious, The Nipper Annuals were a part of British life for almost two generations, but in this splendid revived and resurrected edition topics of Wartime utility played the foremost part of the morale-boosting process in strips and features actually produced in the earliest weeks of the war.

As well as the superb bold line artwork, there are plenty of fascinating advertisements of the period for the grown-ups; dedicated pages for the kids to draw their own strips (ready-ruled with panels and borders – always the worst job, as any cartoonist will tell you!) and a handy calendar for 1940. Please recall, British Annuals were released around autumn to be on sale during Christmas time and were always forward-dated for the following year.

And to top it off the entire package also doubles as a colouring book! What Larks!

Kidding aside, this was a wonderful look back offering insight into our comic strip past from a master craftsman. That it has such entertainment and socio-historical value is a blessed bonus, but the real treasure is the work itself. All credit to those responsible for re-releasing it, and I fervently wish more companies would make similar efforts to keep our cultural history accessible.
© 1995 B&H Publications/White Crescent Press Ltd. (I presume.)

Today in 1927 Spanish comics master Victor de la Fuente (Haggarth, Los gringos, Tex Willer, et al) was born, followed by Portuguese star Carlos Roque (Wladimyr) in 1936; Cuban raconteur Eduardo Muñoz Bachs (El Cuento); Kirby-trained US journeyman Steve Sherman in 1949 and controversial Italian megastar Tanino (RanXerox) Libertore in 1953.

Latterday leading lights include US Manga trailblazer Toren Smith of Studio Proteus, arriving today in 1960; amazing Amanda Conner (Batgirl, Power Girl, Harley Quinn) in 1967; J. Scott Campbell (Gen 13, Danger Girl) in 1973 and Rafael Albuquerque (Blue Beetle) in 1981. In 1999, Argentine scripting powerhouse Ricardo Barreiro (Bárbara, Slot Barr, As de Pique, Ciudad, Estrella Negra, Parque Chas, El Eternauta: Odio cósmico) died today.

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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.