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Comic Book Colors #5

pass doom

Victor, Victor, Victor. First of all, his super-villain name is Dr. Doom because his real, actual, swear-on-my-dong name is Victor von Doom. That’s his name because the guy who created him, Stan Lee, spells subtle with an exclamation point.

Doom is the most wonderful character in comic books–perhaps in all of Western Literature (harrumph, harrumph; tweed, tweed)–due to his utter lack of self-awareness. This is a man who invented a working time machine (sound familiar?), created artificial life, and gone toe=to-toe with Death himself. (in the Marvel Universe, Death is a guy who gets into fistfights).

What does he choose to do with these abilities?

Launch the Baxter Building into orbit. He has done this on a number of occasions, to the point where you start wondering about the psychology behind it, maybe it’s a dick thing, but he does it a lot. It’s kind of Doom’s fallback position–toilet overflowing: blame Richards, launch Baxter Building into orbit. Doom’s launched that damn building into orbit so many times that The Thing has begun accumulating frequent flyer miles.

PLUS, he’s the ruler of Latveria, so Doom’s got diplomatic immunity, and that’s what he chooses to do? Hurl skyscrapers into the wild blue yonder? HE INVENTED A TIME MACHINE and this was his best plan. Now, if I had diplomatic immunity, it’d be nothing but long afternoons at the supermarket showing my testicles to strangers, but I’m a doofus. This was a guy whose armor could go full-on with Iron Man

And how does diplomatic immunity even help with the throwing buildings into space thing? I don’t even know if that’s a crime.

Dr. Doom : Reed Richards :: Healy : Bobby

Comic Book Colors #4

pass moleman

We stay in the Fantastic Four’s playground with their first super-villain nemesis (their first, and perennial, nemesis being Reed Richards’ hubris), the Mole Man.

He was sort of Dr. Moreau in the Center of the Earth. He raised or hatched or grew or whatever an army of little spastic yellow people and a few monsters, and occasionally he would sneak below Manhattan and steal the Baxter Building.

It’s nice to see him on the pass, though: he’s completely C-List. I’m pretty sure Daredevil could kick his ass. The Marvel Universe was full of jobbers: Spidey’s were the worst. the Shocker, Sandman, freaking Hydro-Man (worst name ever). Plus the seemingly endless animal bad guys that got a few one-liners and a snoot full of webs each month: (Doing this from memory, I promise: let’s see how I wasted my childhood) Vulture, Grizzly, Beetle, Rhino, Lizard, Tarantula, Scorpion, Doctor Octopus, Cobra, Chameleon. One might or might not include the Red Ghost and his Super-Apes, which were an actual team of apes with super-powers that used them for evil and were also communists. I swear to every god there is that what I just wrote is a fact.

p.s. I was at this show. I was not invited backstage.

Comic Book Colors #3

pass silver surfer

When Galactus (you remember Galactus–we just talked about him: giant, purple, hungers?) came to eat Norrin Radd’s homeworld of Zenn-La, the young astronomer saved his world by becoming Galactus’ herald. Just the teeny-tiniest drop of Galactus’ energies, known as the Power Cosmic, gave Radd the powers of the Silver Surfer, but he had to leave his home, and his beloved: the alluring Shalla Bal. Thus, there was quite a bit of moping.

Honestly, the Surfer made Hamlet look like Leroy Jenkins. If he had hair, he would have an emo-cut. When the joint gets to him is when he starts reciting his poetry and showing you his “history of self-harm, written ‘pon mine very flesh,” which is a single faded scar-ish thing that you’re pretty sure he told you was from opening a can of tuna when he was drunk.

Plus: the Power Cosmic, not cosmic power. Never cosmic power: that just sounds dumb, man. Don’t be plebian.

It was THE POWER COSMIC, and it flows through the Marvel Universe (well, one of them–the details are truly excruciating) like The Force flows through the SWU: Odin, Galactus, all your godly-type dudes are chock to the brim with the Power Cosmic, which has never been fully explained and acts mostly as Plot Juice. Having the Power Cosmic is pretty much the same as being really good at wishing.

Comic Book Colors #2

pass galactus

Galactus is everyone’s favorite: a being of nigh-on infinite power who wandered around the galaxy in a warship the size of a solar system eating planets. The last survivor of the previous universe, Galan of Taa now–and I’m not shitting you–eats planets. He pops in, unannounced, and starts yelling, “GALACTUS HUNGERS!” and tries to nomnomnom until the Fantastic Four show up and beat his ass again.

Also, he has a ‘G’ on his chest. For ‘Galactus.’

Comic Book Colors

pass black bolt

For the Summer ’95 tour, the Dead teamed up with Marvel Comics to produce a; their backstage passes, and they killed it. Instead of going with just the most popular characters (although Spidey, Thor, and Cap are certainly represented), the guys in the Bullpen snuck some weirdos in there.

We start our overview with this cool shot of one of Jack Kirby’s strangest creations (and that’s saying something): Black Bolt–the King of the Inhumans!

Exposed to the mutagenic Terrigen Mists before birth, Blackagar Boltagon (seriously) gained both a talent and a curse. Funny how all the Marvel heroes had that going on. Black Bolt’s voice was a weapon of monstrous power, capable of levelling cities with a whisper and setting off extinctions with a scream.

So, just like Phil after his ninth Heineken.

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