Comic Fandom Monthly, No. 2 (October 1971), page 24-25


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Comic Fandom Monthly, No. 2 (October 1971), page 24-25


A continuation of the previous article about comics degenerating and the start of an editorial about plot.


Joe Brancatelli


Comic Fandom Monthly, No. 2 (October 1971)




Stan Clish
Jeffrey Wasserman




"By 1976 I predict a renassance of the comic book."

ber is broken by Fantastic Four #1.
1971: Need I exp1ain?
There are also five-year cycles:
1936; The first comics hit the news-
stands en masse.
1946: The go1den age is dead. Long
1ive the go1den age!
1956: Dr. Nertham, an overt paranois,
almost single-handed1y has destroyed
an art form.
1966: The super-hero is king and vo-
1ume is up.
By 1976, I predict a renaissance of
the comic book.
Somewhere there sits a young man,
in his ear1y twenties, fidd1ing with
a number 7 brush, toying with ideas.
In just a few short years he will
come stampeding into fandom with con-
cepts, stories and artwork that will
1ight your fire, ignite your fuse and
dry clean your shorts.
I predict that the pub1ishers will
eventual1y fal1 back on the one thing
they've got going for them, yet fai1
to always uti1ize, quality.
EC will rise from the ashes.
Comix, 1ike every other 1ife func-
tions have become too compartmenta-
1ized. One guy writes, another edits.
Still an other penci1s and somebody
inks and somebody letters and somebo-
dy co1ors and somebody..... It's just
as much an assemb1y 1ine product as
Campbel1's soups. Had any chicken-
vegetable 1ately?
It runs against our pride, our very
nature to be but a cog in the wheel.
In reaction to this compartmentaliza-
tion we have hippies, communes, orga-
nic food and eco1ogy.
We started out as a p1ains-dwel1ing
creature some thirteen million years
ago whose basic defense was his smel1
which proved repulsive to most animal
1ife. What other animals gained by
brute strength, we obtained by our
first g1immerings of intel1igence. He
had to be al1-around men, prepared
for any eventuality. The most versa-
tiie survived. And for 99.9% of our
existence, versati1ity spelled exis- ,
If we over-specialize we become as
dinosaurs, sporting fins that have no
use, bulk of no value and horns of no
worth. Ne know what happened to them.
What in hel1, you ask does this
have to do with comics?
Just this. Part of the aura of the
"go1den age" was generated by the ar-
tist's versati1ity. Many artists pen-
ci1led, inked, wrote and co1ored al1
their own stuff. Just 1ook what Jack
Kirby's turning out. I say desegreg'
ate the sausage factory and it s ex-
celsior al1 the way.
On the back page of CFM 2, you'11
find an uncaptioned sketch of a cos-
tumed character who has just been
pushed off a bui1ding. Notice the
cow1, bat cape, leotard and finned
sleeves. An ear1y Batman sketch? No.
But this character has an interes-
ting history. He's B1ack Bat who had
appeared in the pulps from early '39
through 1953 in Black Book Detective.
He was actual1y Tony Quinn, a tough
D.A. b1inded by a crook throwing acid
whose sight had been restored when
parts of a gir1friend's fathers eyes
were grafted onto Tony from the o1d
man's corpse. Not on1y was his sight
restored, but he could see clear1y in
b1ackest night. So, on with the cos-
tume and a never-ending battle with
organized thuggery.
Simultaneous1y, Batman p1ummeted
into pub1ic view.
The pulp pub1isher, Better Pub1ica-
tions was going to sue D.C. DC was
about to sue Better Pub1ications. But
cooler heads prevailed. It was just a
wi1d coincidence. The wor1d of 1939
was ready for a bat-garbed crimefigh-
ter, that's al1.
Next time around, I'11 have a brief
history of the on1y super-hero who
actual1y Iivedl Guess who. Keep those
cards and letters coming in concer-
ning dealers and buyers and any other
subject that tickles your torso. But I
especial1y, tel1 me of your experien-
ces, both bad and good with dealers 1
and/or buyers.
Notary Sojac.
Send comment to: Stan C1ish
27 Chapman St.
Brewer, Maine

JACH SPAKE! by JEffrey H. Wasserman

Hel1o, al1. The name is quite
clear1y posted above, so there's no
need for an introduction. As for the
title, the first word is merely a
s1urring of my first two initials and
the second is o1d Eng1ish for spoke.
Hopefully, they, and my by-1ine, will
grace this magazine at least bi-mon-
th1y, my schedule permitting.
Pushing aside numerous cato1ogs
and notices from Brook1yn Co1lege and
NYU (as I'm in the process of regis-
tering for the former and switching
to the latter), I reached my p1aid
suitcase. Zipping it open released
the heaven1y, mo1ding smel1 that is
created on1y by aging comics: a com-
plete run of SPIDER-MAN from issue 3
to 84 with the exception of issue 10.
A11 of which, I might add, was given
to me 1ast week.....for free! From
this pile of valuable nostalgia I re
moved the few mags I decided to talk

But first, there's ROLLING STONE.
It isn't often that I pick up this
recording enthusiasts‘ magazine; the
1ast time being for the Lennon inter-
view. This time it was for the Herb
Trimpe drawing of the Hulk battering
the magazine's banner. ROLLING STONE
is one of those NEW YORK TIMES-sized
rock 'n' ro11 magazines printed on
The centerfo1d revealed SPIDER-
MAN swinging toward a group of hoods.
Steranko's AGENT OF ASHIELD, B1ack
Widow, Phantom Eagle, Hangog, Hogun,
and Sif al1 scurrying about the ti-
tle (a quote from the MMMS song).
The article itself, written by Robin
Green (Marvel's secretary), was bas-
ical1y the usual dull "insight" on
the Marvel people unti1 Herb Trimpe
and Jim Steranko were discussed. It
‘isn't too often that someone pays at-
tention to a Bullpenner other than
Stan, Roy, Neal, Johnny or the Busce-
mas. Here, Hr. Herb Trimpe was dis-
cussed; his good 1ooks, his interest
in f1ying and his toy so1diers and
tanks (?).
The part of the article that did
deal with Steranko started with the
now fami1iar case of gross over-sens-
itivity on the part of the Comics‘
Code Authority: the o1d Nick and Val
1ove scene with the uncradled tele-
phone receiver that the CCA ordered
hung up. To quote: “Jim Steranko
said (that) after that, he got horny
everytime he saw a telephone off the
It then took a turn into Steran-
ko's teen-age years where he demon-
strated his, "No jai1 can ho1d me, no
chain can bind me," abi1ities as a
juvenile delinquent. Starting off as
an escape artist/performer, Steranko
switched trades. If anything, this
particular interesting insight into
Jim Steranko's 1ife saved the arti-
And where did I pick up my copy
of ROLLING STONE? Merely at the one
newsstand that gets more comp1aints
for not carrying comic books than any
other in New York City; the newss-
tand in 909 Third Avenue's 1obby.

Contrary to popular belief, there
ia a SPIRIT WORLD. At least there is
a magazine by that name as Jack Kir-
by's endeavor lends no credence for
the existence of such a never-never-
.1and. And also contrary to popular-
belief, SPIRIT WORLD is not another
one of those b1ack-and-white comics.
Somebody spiked the b1ack ink with
b1ue tint, resultihg in a ridiculous
riot of shades of b1ue batt1ing for
supremacy. A few scenes were not as
clear1y discernible as? they could
have been; a mixed blessing. The mag
could've had its origins in some sort
of stranger than truth co1umn. I say
that as each story is based on such a
miniscule fact that it would take but
a sentence or two to describe it ful-
1y, much less an illustrated adapta-
tion. Such smal1 facts inc1ude a
c1airvoyant's attempts to save Presi-
dent Kennedy, a haunted house, the?
reincarnation of an inquisitional he-
retic and the prophecies of a six-
teenth century physician. A11 of
which was represented as factual oc-
curances; al1 of which were poor1y
Does Jack think that by writing
endless narratives and dialogue he
can save stories with weak p1ots; and
stories based on1y a so1itary fact
each? If these past words were not
k1"d, my opinions of the photo-illu-
strated story and the spirit poster
would be deemed obscene.