Thursday, 30 April 2015

PART FOUR OF THE TITANS CENTRE-SPREAD POSTER GALLERY...


Images copyright MARVEL COMICS

Waheyyy, another six centre-spread posters from MARVEL
U.K.'s weekly periodical, THE TITANS, from the faraway-but-
not-forgotten days of the 1970s, when life seemed cleaner, keener,
lighter and brighter than it so often does today.  (At least, it does
in my mind 'cos I was there.)

As far as I know, these posters have never been reprinted in
any Marvel mag, either here in Britain or over in America, so our
Stateside readers have probably never seen them before.  Whether
you have or not 'though, take the time to luxuriate in the awesome
aura of Marvel at its mightiest - in ambition if not in actuality -
as you cast your gaze upon these panoramic pictures.

Got a favourite?  Feel free to share.





Wednesday, 29 April 2015

(BOND) BABE OF THE DAY - CATERINA MURINO...



CATERINA MURINO.  It's me
she's looking at, not you.  No point
arguing about it.  I can always tell
when a burd fancies me.

I CAN'T STOP LOVING YOU...



Probably the best version of this song
you'll ever hear.  JIM REEVES sings I
CAN'T STOP LOVING YOU.

Tuesday, 28 April 2015

CAPTAIN BRITAIN COVER, SPLASH PAGE & IMAGE GALLERY - PART THREE...


Images copyright MARVEL COMICS

Time again to turn back the clock to 1976 and gaze once more
upon some iconic images from the pages of CAPTAIN BRITAIN,
as published by The Merry MARVEL U.K. Bullpen.  Okay, the
comic was prepared Stateside, but 'twas printed over here and had
some input from the British editorial team, minor as it was.

Looking at the comic now, it has to be said that it was quite a slick
publication, considering that some of the other U.K. Marvel weeklies
often had a makeshift appearance to them.  Apart from his origin per-
haps, there was really nothing original about the good Captain's tales,
which were fairly generic superhero fare, but Marvel has to be given
credit, at least, for trying to give us Brits a hero of our own.

Okay, peeps, don't forget to return for part four.














BABE OF THE DAY - CARLA GUGINO (AGAIN)...



Oh, go on then - let's have another babe.
Once again - CARLA GUGINO.  Drool!

KEN REID'S LAST EVER FRANKIE STEIN...



Over on the KAZOOP!! blog, there's a couple of panels
from KEN REID's last ever FRANKIE STEIN strip, drawn 17
years after his last page of the character in WHAM! back in 1967.
The six page strip appeared in the MONSTER FUN Annual 1985
(issued in '84), and it's odd to think that many readers, more used to
Frankie  from his 1970s revival as drawn by ROBERT NIXON,
may well have been disappointed by Ken's version and han-
kered after what they saw as the 'real' Frankie.

Sadly, Ken's art was no longer as vital and spontaneous as
it had once been, so it's even possible that those brought up on his
original incarnation may have thought the same thing.  However, Ken
Reid at his 'worst' is still better than many other artists at their best, so
I thought it was worthwhile showing his final Frankie strip for anyone
who may not have been aware of it before.  In fact, the first I knew
of it was when I read about it over on Kazoop!!, to whom I'm
grateful for supplying these scans.  Thanks, Irmy!






And here's the cover of the Annual itself...

BABE OF THE DAY - DIANE YOUDALE (AGAIN)...



Here's DIANE YOUDALE looking
like every man's fantasy.  (Unless that man is
Graham Norton or Alan Carr, obviously.)
A different babe almost every day.  I'm so
fickle - but who's complaining?

CANDY'S THUNDERBIRDS...



Here's an odd one.  From CANDY #14, April 22nd 1967,
published by CENTURY 21, comes THUNDERBIRDS as
you've never seen them before.  (Unless you bought the comic
back in the day, that is.)  Candy was a nursery comic, and at 9d,
seems rather expensive for a 20 page periodical.  I must confess
to being surprised that it managed a 154 issue run, as well
as numerous Annuals and storybooks.

Monday, 27 April 2015

WHIZZER & CHIPS ANNUAL COVER GALLERY - PART THREE...



Here's a little 'comic' relief (pun intended) in the form of part
three of our WHIZZER & CHIPS Annual cover gallery.  There's
just something about these colourful images that conjures up memories
of the past, particularly around Christmas, when these books were
usually given as Yuletide presents to eager children everywhere.

Did you have one of these bumper books when you were a
kid?  Don't hold back now, share your happy reminiscences
with your fellow Criv-ites.  Remember - it's your duty!





KID KLASSICS: WHEN TITANS CLASH, ETERNITY BECKONS...



Picture the scene:  The livingroom is lit by a standard lamp in
the far corner, which casts its soft, warm glow over the fixtures,
fittings and furniture - as well as the inhabitants, of which I am one.
Adding to the gentle light are the diffused rays from the coal-effect
fire and the flickering images from the TV screen.  Father sits reading
his paper, whilst mother stands behind him, ironing, and glancing oc-
casionally at whatever's on 'the box'.  Sibling is out somewhere,
either visiting friends or perhaps even working on his car in
his lockup across the road.


As for myself, I'm sat beside a large brass 'log-box' in which
was once stored coal for a 'real' fire, both in our present house
and in the previous one.  On the floor, at my feet, sits a collection
of comics, some of which were purchased, mail-order, from DAVE
HERN of Bournemouth's WONDERWORLD COMICS, which,
as far as I know, is still going strong (hopefully).


It's around 7 or 8 o'clock on a dusky Autumn evening and, out-
side, the 'tang' of the season permeates the air with its distinctive aroma
peculiar to the time of year.  Inside, peace and tranquility reign supreme,
and all seems right with the world.  It's the year 1981 - or perhaps even
'82 - and in my blissful state of ignorance, I'm unaware that, in a year and
a half or so, my family will once again be moving to yet another house in
another neighbourhood, with all the inconvenience, turmoil and trauma
that such events always bring.  (Regular readers will know that we
returned to our previous abode four years later.)


But for the moment, all is as it should be.  Contentment and
harmony are the order of the day as I leisurely peruse some of
my recent four-colour acquisitions.  It's entirely possible that I may
be compressing separate-but-similar evenings into one, but it seems
to me, looking back from this distance in time, that amongst my
comics stash that night were the very ones whose images adorn
this hopefully poignant post.


Sometimes, nowadays, I'll try and re-create and recapture a
hint of that narcotic night so many years ago - and, occasionally, I
even succeed.  However, it's only ever a brief taste, self-conscious-
ly indulged in (like a guilty pleasure) before the moment fades like a
phantom's fleeting passing in the mist.  I still have the comics, but not
all of the other participants of that long-ago picturesque presentation
have survived to reprise their previous roles in the play.  One by one
they fell by the wayside, victims of Time.  (As we all must do
one day, difficult as the idea is to accept.)


And so I take my leave of you for now, in the hope that my
reminiscence, accompanied by such valiant visual images, has
helped to summon some memorable memories from your own dim
and distant days of yesteryear.  The ghosts of the past are always
present - but sometimes we must strain to see them, or hear
their siren call.



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