Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Random Acts of Senselessness
If you like to celebrate the weirdness in comics past, you must give homage to Superman's Pal Jimmy Olsen. I think the title ran for 137 years, give or take, which was impressive considering our hero was a freckle-faced underling who really wasn't good for much other than saying "Watch out, Lois!" or "Clark probably hid under a homeless person when the excitement began!" or just good old-fashioned "Superman! Help us!"
But what I love about low expectations, aside from the fact that they've kept my wife from walking out on me the past 16 years, is that you can try anything. You may fall flat on your face, but it's not like you didn't live up to your potential. So, Jimmy's book went everywhere.
Even "rushing towards the greatest climax ever seen in comics." Now, "climax" like many other words, has a perfectly respectable definition you can say in mixed company, but you still have to be pretty certain you are clearly keeping it clean and not using the profane slang derivatives. That being said, it's entirely possible "the greatest climax ever seen in comics" could have gone either way in Superman's Pal Jimmy Olsen.
I never found out. Why? Because, just on the off-chance that we were talking about the non-CCA-approved version, I wasn't going to be there if Don Rickles was going to be involved. Nope. Sorry. Yes, I'm quite curious, but the risk is simply too great.
Another thing to love about the Golden Age is the way they blew off details. How did Aquaman happen to land on a movie set? No one knows, and it's assumed that you don't care. But if you simply must know, they would simply show Aquaman reading a telegram brought to him by a helpful jellyfish requesting his presence at said movie set. Don't ask too many questions, kids! Watergate is still 20 years away!
And, just because you can't see enough variations on the theme, here is Sue Richards getting smacked again:
That's a great one. You know Reed had been saving that one up.