Saturday, 23 July 2016

BABE OF THE DAY - 'INDIANA JANE'...



I call her 'INDIANA JANE', but her 'real'
name is ABBY DARKSTAR (or Dark Star or
even Dark-Star - I've seen it all three ways).
However, regardless of whatever moniker
she goes under, she's a total Babe.

Friday, 22 July 2016

RECOMMENDED READING: WILL EISNER'S THE SPIRIT - BY DARWYN COOKE...


Images copyright DC COMICS

I first learned of The SPIRIT in the 1967 edition of
The PENGUIN BOOK Of COMICS when I borrowed it
from my local library in '72.  Read a few stories over the years,
even met WILL EISNER in 1985 or '86, but I couldn't say I
was ever a massive fan of DENNY COLT, alias The Spirit.
Probably because I'd simply never read enough of his re-
printed adventures for the series to click with me.


I'm closer to being a massive fan now 'though, since
reading these two collected editions of the late DARWYN
COOKE's run on the character.  Other creators pitched in
too, but Cooke best captures the (dare I say it?) spirit and the
mood of the original Eisner strips.  Funny thing is, I bought the
debut issue of the comic when it first came out, as well as the
team-up with BATMAN, but I never read 'em.  Have now
'though, cos they're in the first book in this two volume
set (sold separately).


So if you're a fan of either The Spirit or the late
Darwyn Cooke, then these two books are sure to
tickle your sporran and float your boat.  Straight
'round to FORBIDDEN PLANET with you.

SUPERMAN VERSUS MUHAMMAD ALI...



Hear NEAL ADAMS talk about this 1978 classic.
See Neal Adams talk about this 1978 classic.  Laugh
as Neal Adams talks about this 1978 classic.  "Father of
comicbooks"?  Really?  Got it, read it, enjoyed it, but
it's not exactly the best comicbook I've ever read.

What do the rest of you think?

Wednesday, 20 July 2016

BABE OF THE DAY - SOPHIA LOREN...



SOPHIA LOREN was banging on my
bedroom door for hours this morning.  So
there was nothing else for it but to get up,
unlock the door and let her out.

(Yes, the old ones are the best.)

Tuesday, 19 July 2016

RECOMMENDED READING: BATMAN - EGO & OTHER TAILS (YES, TAILS - THINK ABOUT IT)...


Images copyright DC COMICS

Here's a belter of a book that's sure to please all fans of
the late, great DARWYN COOKE.  As usual, I'm going to
take the lazy way out and let the spiel on the back cover do the
'talking', but considering how long-winded I can sometimes be,
that's probably a good thing.  So, you all know the drill by now
- if you don't already have this valiant volume, race around to
your nearest FORBIDDEN PLANET and get yourself
a copy as soon as you can.  You'll simply love it!
  

Saturday, 16 July 2016

BABE OF THE DAY - MARILYN MONROE...



It's not exactly warm outside, but I didn't
realize it was cold inside.  I guess that's why
MARILYN MONROE is a little 'perky'.

Friday, 15 July 2016

'BREXIT' AFFECTS COST OF COMICS - BUT DON'T PANIC, IT'S NOT AS BAD AS YOU MAY THINK (UPDATED - AGAIN)...


The good ol' days.  (Sigh!)

According to one site a few days ago, DIAMOND
DISTRIBUTORS are increasing the price of some U.S.
comics by up to 25% as of today (as a result of the BREXIT
vote) and others on Monday 18th of this month.  I'm told
by those 'in the know' that the average increase will actually
be much lower than this and won't come into effect until
the new titles go on sale on Wednesday 20th.

Update as of July 19th:

Whooaaa!  Even more good news!  It now seems
that the price rise won't take effect for at least a further
week - possibly even a fortnight.  I'll let you know when
I get any more news, so stay tuned, Criv-ites!

Update as July 20th:

It's next week, frantic ones - July 27th.

RECOMMENDED READING - DAREDEVIL EPIC COLLECTION VOLUME ONE...


Images copyright MARVEL COMICS

I've got all of these stories already, but I can never resist the
allure of a brand-spanking new collection of classic comics, and
the DAREDEVIL EPIC COLLECTION certainly fits the bill in
that department. Read the spiel on the back cover, then steal your
wife's Bingo money that she keeps in the cookie jar on top of the
fridge (she'll only waste it on frivolities), race around to your
nearest FORBIDDEN PLANET and buy yourself a copy.

Hey, I've just noticed that my skin has turned purple.  (If
you're a DD fan, you'll know what I'm talking about.)  Let's
see if it works.  "Go and buy this book now!"

Thursday, 14 July 2016

KIRBY 'KOCK-UPS' PART ELEVEN - REJECTED COVER FOR THOR #141...


Image copyright MARVEL COMICS

This one's a real turkey.  The figure of REPLICUS is awkward,
distorted even.  Former KIRBY assistant MARK EVANIER has
expressed uncertainty that the rejected page is even by Jack and, in
doing so, thereby demonstrates that one can sometimes be too close
to a subject to be truly objective.  One could argue that Jack's auto-
graph is the last word on the matter, but not necessarily so.  If he was
attending a comics convention and was presented with a page to sign
that looked like his work, unless he had cause to doubt its authen-
ticity, he would've smiled and added his mighty moniker. 

Signed or not, however, it's clearly pencilled by Jack (and inked
by VINCE COLLETTA), but it's undoubtedly a 'Kirby Kock-
Up' that STAN LEE was correct to reject in favour of a cobbled
together cover using enhanced panels from the interior issue.

(Incidentally, the original art for the cover still exists,
and Jack's pencils can be seen under Vinnie's inks.)

Wednesday, 13 July 2016

Nina Persson and David Arnold - Theme From Randall & Hopkirk (Deceased)


KID KLASSICS: THE BRIGHT SIDE OF LIFE?



There's a time in every young person's life when they assume,
without ever really thinking about it, that they're not only invincible
but also immortal.  Usually it's around the teenage years and early 20s
when we labour under this delusion, and I have to confess that I was no
exception.  When we're young, we think we're going to be young forever,
and old age and death seem so distant as to be unimaginable.  Then one
day we wake up and realise that, not only are we 'over the hill', we're also
actually halfway down the other side and somebody has cut the brakes.
What's more, we don't even recall getting to the top of that hill to
begin with.  Shouldn't we at least remember the view?

When we're young the world is ours for the taking, and every-
thing seems geared towards us and runs in perfect synchronicity with
the pace of our lives.  Then, one day, it dawns on us that we're no longer
participants in life's race, but merely observers, sitting on the sidelines,
watching younger people revelling in a world that appears to have been
created exclusively for them.  How one can be relegated to the benches
without being aware of when it happened is a bit of a mystery, but
trust me, that's the way things go.

Now, believe me when I say that I'm not the kind of person who
revels in anyone's death, but I sometimes wonder if younger people's
untimely expiration is Nature's way of reassuring us 'oldies' that being
young isn't necessarily an indication of being accorded favoured status,
and that, young or old, we're all equally subject to termination at short
(or even no) notice.  If being 20 is no guarantee we'll reach 50, then per-
haps 50-year-olds shouldn't feel so threatened by the passage of time
as they do.  Life's a lottery and our numbers can come up at any mo-
ment.  Not quite a 'lucky dip' - but you get the point, I'm sure.

I feel that I should somehow find the above notion reassuring,
but for some reason I remain unconvinced.  How about you?

******

Harvest Gate

I lingered by a gate a little while
and watched some children play in fields of green.
Their joyous voices gave me cause to smile
and filled my troubled soul with thoughts serene.

If only I could once again be young
and join them in their happy escapades,
then all my years would be a song well-sung
and I could claim I've lived my life in spades.

I leave the gate - alas, my mood turns low,
the chills of age envelop my frail frame.
I know I have not very long to go
'til he who wields the sickle calls my name.

But I have lived and loved, both lost and won
and now the course of my life's race is run.

(Harvest Gate by Iain Osborne.)   

BABE OF THE DAY - BARBARA MULLEN...



Right, who remembers BARBARA
MULLEN who played housekeeper
JANET in Dr. FINLAY's CASEBOOK
back in the '60s?  "But Janet was an old
woman!" I hear you cry.  True, but she
wasn't always old, and was quite a
'Babe' in your father's day.

(No, it isn't April 1st.)

BITCHIN' 'BOUT THE KITCHEN...



When I was a kid, kitchens had their own sort of 'feel'
to them.  What's more, all of the kitchens in all (well, almost
all) of the houses I lived in had the same ambience.  There were
two porcelain sinks side-by-side, one bigger and deeper than the
other, in order to accommodate washing.  Not washing dishes -
washing as in laundry.  I'm ancient, remember, and most of
the houses I've lived in were built before washing machines
were a common appliance in most domiciles.

There was also often a larder or pantry for stocking
food, as well as cupboards and drawers and all the usual
trappings of a kitchen.  Every house I ever inhabited but one
(built in the early '80s)  also had a clothes-rack attached to the
kitchen ceiling for hanging laundry to dry, which was lowered
and raised by a cord and pulley system.  When I flitted from
one house to another, the kitchen always had the same
'feel' about it; the same 'mood', the same ambience.

The first kitchen of ours to have a stainless steel sink
was in a new-built house we moved into in 1983.  This was
also the first kitchen to have a slightly different feel to it than
previous ones, on account of having up-to-date (for the time)
cupboards and work-tops, instead of the 1950s and '60s style
ones we were accustomed to.  It also had a dining area within
the kitchen rather than in the living-room.  It was also the
first one without a clothes-rack on the ceiling.

Today, in my present house, the kitchen is relatively
modern and doesn't have that same feeling as of old, on
account of not having the same fittings it did when I and my
family first lived here in the '70s.  (We lived in the same house
twice, with a gap of just over four years in between.)  I don't
know about anyone else, but I miss that old atmosphere that
kitchens had when I was younger.  Everything nowadays is
too spick-and-span and high-tech, and looks like the
sort of kitchen JAMES BOND would have.

Tell you one thing for sure:  first time I see one of
those overhead clothes-racks anywhere, I'm nabbing it
for my kitchen, just to try and restore part of that familiar
feeling of old which I miss so much.  What about the rest
of you?  Any other Criv-ites feel the same?

Tuesday, 12 July 2016

(BOND) BABE OF THE DAY - MADELINE SMITH...



MADELINE SMITH may look apprehensive
as I approach her with a romantic glint in my eye,
but actually she's just taken aback 'cos she's never
seen one so big.  (The bunch of flowers I'm hold-
ing, you filthy-minded lot.  Behave yourselves.)

Monday, 11 July 2016

THEY CALLED HIM 'RAGS' - EDMUND VANCE COOKE...

                                           

                                            We called him 'Rags'.  He was just a cur,
                                            But twice, on the Western Line,
                                            That little old bunch of faithful fur
                                            Had offered his life for mine.

                                            And all that he got was bones and bread,
                                            Or the leavings of soldier grub,
                                            But he'd give his heart for a pat on the head,
                                            Or a friendly tickle and rub.

                                            And Rags got home with the regiment,
                                            And then, in the breaking away -
                                            Well, whether they stole him, or whether he went,
                                            I am not prepared to say.

                                            But we mustered out, some to beer and gruel,
                                            And some to sherry and shad,
                                            And I went back to the Sawbones School,
                                            Where I still was an undergrad.

                                            One day they took us budding M.D.s
                                            To one of those institutes
                                            Where they demonstrate every new disease
                                            By means of bisected brutes.

                                            They had one animal tacked and tied
                                            And slit like a full-dressed fish,
                                            With his vitals pumping away inside
                                            As pleasant as one might wish.

                                            I stopped to look like the rest, of course,
                                            And the beast's eyes levelled mine;
                                            His short tail thumped with a feeble force,
                                            And he uttered a tender whine.

                                            It was Rags, yes, Rags! who was martyred there,
                                            Who was quartered and crucified,
                                            And he whined that whine which is doggish prayer
                                            And he licked my hand - and died.

                                             And I was no better in part nor whole
                                             Than the gang I was found among,
                                             And his innocent blood was on the soul
                                             Which he blessed with his dying tongue.

                                             Well I've seen men go to courageous death
                                             In the air, on sea, on land!
                                             But only a dog would spend his breath
                                             In a kiss for his murderer's hand.

                                             And if there's no heaven for love like that,
                                             For such four-legged fealty - well!
                                             If I have any choice, I tell you flat,
                                             I'll take my chance in hell.

YOU GOTTA LAUGH...



Go on, you know you're dying to say it - a bit like my
    once-current experiences have become on this blog.    

DIAMONDS ARE A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND...



Okay, so looking at the b&w piccie of JANE
RUSSELL in the previous post, you might be
wondering "What does Kid see in her?"  Well,
let me show you.  This is seriously sexy!

BABE OF THE DAY - JANE RUSSELL...



JANE RUSSELL is a top 'Babe' -
that's why she's wearing a topper!
('Hats' all, folks!)

TEDDY BEAR - ROBERT W. SERVICE...

                                       

                                          O Teddy Bear!  with your head awry
                                          And your comical twisted smile,
                                          You rub your eyes - do you wonder why
                                          You've slept such a long, long while?
                                          As you lay so still in the cupboard dim,
                                          And you heard on the roof the rain,
                                          Were you thinking...what has become of him?
                                          And when will he play again?

                                           Do you sometimes long for a chubby hand,
                                           And a voice so sweetly shrill?
                                           O Teddy Bear!  don't you understand
                                           Why the house is awf'ly still?
                                           You sit with your muzzle propped on your paws,
                                           And your whimsical face askew.
                                           Don't wait, don't wait for your friend...because
                                           He's sleeping and dreaming too.

                                           Aye, sleeping long......you remember how
                                           He stabbed our heart with his cries?
                                           And oh, the dew of pain on his brow,
                                           And the deeps of pain in his eyes!
                                           And, Teddy Bear!  you remember, too,
                                           As he sighed and sank to his rest,
                                           How all of a sudden he smiled to you,
                                           And he clutched you close to his breast.

                                            I'll put you away, little Teddy Bear,
                                            In the cupboard far from my sight;
                                            Maybe he'll come and he'll kiss you there,
                                            A wee white ghost in the night.
                                            But me, I'll live with my love and pain
                                            A weariful lifetime through;
                                            And my hope:  will I see him again, again?
                                            Ah, God!  If I only knew!

Sunday, 10 July 2016

PART FORTY-SIX OF FAVOURITE COMICS OF THE PAST - BATMAN #320...


Images copyright DC COMICS

Dug out some old BATMAN comics recently, after
reading my TALES Of The BATMAN, GENE COLAN
volume.  When my eyes gazed upon the above cover, images
of my bedroom in another house popped into my mind, and
I mentally dated it circa 1984.  You can imagine my surprise
when I read the indicia and saw that it was, in fact, an early
1980 mag that went on sale (in America at least) in late
1979.  So how the heck did I get it so wrong?


As regular readers will know, I've lived in my current
abode twice.  The first period was between 1972 and '83,
and the second period from 1987 to the present.  As it was
during my first 'term in office' when I bought the above mag,
I should mainly associate it with this dwelling and not the one
in between.  I can only assume that for some forgotten reason,
something caused the cover to impress itself upon my subcon-
scious mind while browsing through my comics collection
in that other room one evening, and supplanted my
earlier memories of when I first got it.


However, I suppose there's always a slim chance
I didn't acquire the comic until a few years after it first
came out, and that I bought it in '84 to fill a gap in my col-
lection.  I considered that possibility, but a vestigial memory
of owning it in this house before I flitted yet persists, 'though
my later association now appears to be the primary one.  (At
least, it does today - that might not be the case tomorrow.)
I always find it disconcerting when that happens, as I tend
to use comics as signposts to various points in my life
and I hate it when there's a blip in the process.


Have you ever looked at an old comic and recalled
the place, the month, or the year you bought it, only to
find upon checking the date on the cover (or in the indicia)
that your recollection is off and that you couldn't possibly
have bought or owned it where or when you thought you
did?  Tell all in the comments section.  In the mean-
      time, take a look at the pretty pics on offer.      

Saturday, 9 July 2016

BABE OF THE DAY - ANGIE HARMON...



The awesome ANGIE HARMON
graces our 'Babe of the Day' spot,
fellas.  (Eyes off that mole.)

A TOY STORY ABOUT A COWBOY AND HORSE WHO LEFT THEIR MARX...



Back around 1962 or '63, I received the above MARX TOYS
BUCKING BRONCO plaything for either a birthday or Christmas
present.  If I recall rightly, it was bought from Glasgow's LEWIS'S,
'though I couldn't swear to that.  Perhaps it was GOLDBERG'S - not
that it matters much.  Point is, I had it.  The one in the above pic is a
replacement I obtained a good few years ago, 'though I've forgotten
exactly how many.  Sometime in the '90s, I think, or maybe early
'00s.  I've got the box for it, but that's stashed away safely
somewhere and not at hand to photograph for you.

The toy below is what I guess would be considered its modern-
day equivalent, as it does essentially the same thing.  Curiously, it
has no identifying  makers' mark, nor a DISNEY copyright mark or
date.  I think I got it around 1997 or '98 (from WOOLWORTH'S),
but it could've been a year or so after that.  It's funny how, 35 years
after I had the first toy (which could've been first produced in the
'50s for all I know), the idea was still in production for the enjoy-
ment of a whole new generation of kids.  (I wonder if there's
anything like it in the shops today?  Anyone know?)

Anyway, thought you might like to see 'em, so here they are.
Unfortunately, you'll just have to imagine them bucking.  (I said
bucking!  You lot obviously have dirty minds!  Sheesh!)
   

Friday, 8 July 2016

BABE OF THE DAY - JANE RUSSELL...



Va-Va-Voom!  JANE RUSSELL is one of my
top 'Babes'!  Ladies, do you look like this?  Then
get in touch and let me know why you deserve to go
out on a date with me.  Best answer wins a night out
on the town and the pleasure of my company.
 (Winner pays of course.)

RECOMMENDED READING: BATMAN MEETS STEED & MRS. PEEL...


Image copyright DC COMICS & STUDIO CANAL S.A.

Admit it - this is one team-up you'd love to have seen on TV
back in the '60s.  Well, now you can read a 6-ish comic on the
meeting that never happened - until now.  Straight 'round to your
nearest FORBIDDEN PLANET with you, m'lads (or lasses) -
this is one you'd be mad to miss.  First issue on sale now!

Thursday, 7 July 2016

KID'S KLASSIC KOMIC KOVERS - LOIS LANE #92...


Image copyright DC COMICS

So I guess it's true then - LOIS LANE really does go
like a horse!  And don't worry - 'the unbreakable spell'
was breakable.  (As if you hadn't guessed.)