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Holiday Out (1987) #1-3 by Michael Vance and an unknown number of other people

Content Warning: I’ve tried to keep this blog series polite, because 1) shouting at forty year old comics isn’t cute, and 2) I chose to read these comics of my own volition, and 3) there should probably be a 3). So, while I’ve written some snide stuff about some of these comics, I’ve edited it out.

It’s not interesting.

But the sheer horridness of this comic is the only thing that’s even vaguely interesting, so if I’m to remove all that text, there won’t be anything left.

So. Let’s look at the first three pages:

OH DEAR LORD NOOOOOOO!

Well, OK, first of all: As is a common thing with Renegade comics, it’s somewhat unclear what the “credits” here actually are. Michael Vance is the writer (and copyright holder, according to the indicia), but few of the strips spell out who the writer is. The title here mentions “Trugrass”, and since Grass Green did the colours of the cover, and there’s an interview with Wayne Truman later in the issue, it’s probably those two?

It’s also unclear what this is, exactly — is this a reprint from Comics Buyers Guide? Holiday Out had apparently been running there.

It’s also really lame.

I guess the artwork is vaguely professional-looking, but the writing is so dire. This joke is dependant on the reader knowing that her name is “Plastic Mam” (ouch), and her sidekick is therefore calling her “P. M.”. Hilarity ensues? No?

We get a long (six page?) interview with Truman for some reason. (Spoilers: There’s nothing of interest here.)

And then we get pages and pages of these strips that seem to be talking about the classifieds a lot… so were these designed to be sold to newspapers for them to run them on the classifieds pages?

There’s no credits whatsoever for these, and they’re so horribly unfunny that I had to stop reading them just for mental health reasons.

Since (some?) of these things are reprints, we get a letters page of sorts even in the first issue.

Then things go from horrible to awful: We get an O. Henry horror story that I didn’t realise wasn’t a parody of a horror story until I was a few pages in. “Shelley! It grows late and I hunger! Shelley!” That’s what I shout when I get home to my shack in the woods.

They forgot to ink one page?

Much of the second issue is in this format… so these are probably reprints? You can see the very, very best gag above. I’m not trying to select the worst bits, I promise!

The interview with Truman continues, and this seems to say that he wasn’t the original artist on Holiday Out? “I also got used to your writing style.” He seems to be saying that he thinks that Vance is pure garbage, but perhaps he’ll strike it lucky anyway, so that’s why he’s sticking with Vance. But that’s just my interpretation; read it yourself.

No, I don’t think this story is a parody, either, and I don’t know who the artist is. It’s totally Black and White Boom artwork — it’s amateurish and charmless.

I think the serial from the second issue continued in the final issue, but it’s hard to tell, even if the third issue started with a repeat of a page from the first issue, and then a three page… recap? It’s so ineptly done that it’s hard to tell.

And I guess they got tired of the sideways strips, so instead they’re cutting them up and rearranging, leaving just one single sideways page.

Joshua Quagmire says the writing sucks, and he’s right. But the most amazing thing here is that Michael Lail is the editor. I mean, that there is an editor. Somebody edited this!?!? How? Where? Where’s the editing!

Just when you think things couldn’t get any worse… they don’t: It’s just as bad as the rest, though. “Julia Chives” and “Oarson Wells”.

Hey! I got through writing this without using any swear words. Fuck it, I’m suave.

Somebody who’d taken their book from Renegade (and published it somewhere else) said that 1988 was a hard year for publishing alternative comics… but also that being published under the Renegade banner was the kiss of death. And I didn’t quite understand why — sure, Renegade had published some quirky stuff, and some amateurish fanzine stuff (I’m looking at you, Scott Snyder’s Revolver), but it’s mostly books that you can see somebody wanting to publish.

This is pure manure.

Now, Renegade was undercapitalised and stuff, and keeping the boat afloat by publishing things is no sin. But publishing unreadable, ugly pap like this will erode people’s confidence in the brand, and I can totally see somebody who happened to buy this swearing to themselves “Never Renegade Again”.

But things could have been worse: Renegade may have published more Holiday Out:

Amazing Heroes Preview Special #5, page 60:

Issue #4 will have a Richard “Grass”
Green front cover and a back cover by C
T. Green. “To Air is Human” is the title of
the story featuring Plastic Mam and Rok.
It is the story of a man who falls into a vat
of carbonation and winds up being able
to sell anything to anyone. This issue will
also reprint one of the original Holiday
Out stripe As you will recall, Holiday Out
is a locally-syndicated newspaper strip in
California (about 10-plus papers). The
strip that is to be reprintd is by C.T* Smith
and Duane Hanson and is titled “A Crack
in Space.” The story is a parody of New
Wave music and fantasy literature.
In the following issue (due out in
December) will have a Christmas theme
and a Wayne Truman story entitled
“Wholly Night,” Wayne will also do the
front cover. The second story wil be titled
“No Noose is Good Noose.” The back
cover will be by Duane Hanson. Several
of the characters from Holiday Out—in-
cluding Platter Pus and Plastic Mam—
become involved in, and must solve, a
robbery. There will also be a Plastic Mam
and Rok that will be almost an origin
story; this story will also involve the super-
villain Tapemam. Issues #4 and 5 will also
contain a two-part Forest Ackerman
interview.

You will be shocked to hear that these comics have never been reprinted, but if you’re a masochist, you can probably pick them up very cheaply:

I was unable to find any reviews of Holiday Out.

Vance is apparently still working.

This blog post is part of the Renegades and Aardvarks series.

French Ice (1987) #1-13 by Lelong, Binet and others

You can’t really say that the end is within reach for this blog series, but we are kinda starting to see Renegade winding down: This is the final series they published that reached double digits.

But we’re in February 1987, and the black and white boom hadn’t busted yet. I did have these comics as a teenager, I think, but I remember absolutely nothing about them. It’s an anthology translating stuff from Fluide Glacial? That’s all I’ve got.

Let’s read the first six pages together:

Yup; this is French, and no, French Ice isn’t really an anthology: The first six issues feature nothing but Carmen Cru, and that is indeed a series that ran in Fluide Glacial.

Now, I’m not a publishing genius or anything, but even during the black and white boom, bringing over a humour series about a nasty old woman, drawn in this hard-to-reproduce art style, printed on newsprint, doesn’t seem like the obvious get rich quick scheme. Humour comics are hard enough to get people to buy, but this is a tough sell.

But then again, it ran until Renegade was shut down, so it had to make some money. I’ve seen other inexplicably translated series being published here and there, and those have often turned out to exist because of export subsidies: That is, the Dept. of Culture in whatever country will sponsor translations and publications in other countries… but there’s no sign of that here, so I guess… Renegade just managed to get people to buy it somehow?

At (* 13 24) => 312 pages, this represents something of an achievement for an alternative comics publisher in 1987.

The Carmen Cru stories range in length from three to six pages, so you’d expect reading these would get kinda repetetive when done in a single sitting (as I’m doing today). The stories are also basically the same thing over and over again: Cru is a misanthropic woman with few positive characteristics, and she always comes out on top. I expected Lelong to pair her up with characters that are even worse than her, so that we can get on her side… but no — Cru is mostly taking advantage of people being nice to her, and hilarity ensues. The end.

It’s very French.

As was common with Renegade, the artists name doesn’t appear anywhere in the comic — except for a single signature (seen above). I don’t think that’s by any kind of ill will, but Renegade seemed hands off to an extreme rarely seen at other comics companies: The creator (or translator/editor in this case, R J M Lofficier) deliver a package, and Renegade publishes it, and mistakes happen.

Lofficier sent out xeroxes to a bunch of comics people, so the letters pages have stuff on them from the very first issue.

I had expected Carmen Cru to get more character development… That is, most comedy series that start out with a horrible protagonist feel like they have to make the protagonist more likeable. And that usually kills the humour. Lelong doesn’t really do that — except with Cru’s relationship to animals. Here she’s thrown some water over a cat that annoyed her, and that cat then went on to claw one of her annoying neighbours… which makes Cru become fond of the cat.

I guess that’s a softening of sorts, but… it’s still funny.

Lelong’s character design is absolutely absurd. Look at those three faces. Just look at them!

We get an introduction to Jean-Marc Lelong, and … apparently they’re doing a stage version of Carmen Cru!?

This is Lelong’s favourite storytelling trick: He’ll have some monumental action going on outside the panels, but all we’re getting is the dialogue, and we never see anything other than Carmen Cru walking away (from the disaster she’s created). Is this because Lelong didn’t want to go to the trouble of drawing the colliding trains? Probably! But it also works as a gag.

Also note that they’ve started filling the extra space at the top of the page with some cartoons. (Carmen Cru was originally drawn for “album” dimensions, which is wider and not as tall.)

Heh. Walter Simonson notes the oddness of not actually saying who the creator was in the first couple issues.

Lelong writes in, somewhat apprehensively.

A rare silent sequence of… er… not quite domestic bliss.

But pages like this are pretty difficult to parse immediately, because it’s hard to tell the difference between the characters and the bric a brac. Which makes me wonder whether these pages were originally coloured?

Nope. Doesn’t look like it. But printed in a large format, and with better paper stock, perhaps it’s more legible…

Aww! That’s cute.

In one story, we get Cru’s back story — presented as snapshots from a photo album. It’s very effective (and funny).

Then! Suddenly! With issue 7, we get an additional series: Kador by Binet. (And, yes, you guessed it — Binet’s name isn’t mentioned anywhere except as a somewhat illegible signature on the opening page.)

I think I remember seeing Kador being used as filler here and there in Scandinavian anthologies from time to time. Binet’s got a very classical French gag comic line, and the it’s very high concept: Kador (the dog) is very smart, and his owners are … not very smart.

It’s funny, too.

I think this strip is the closest we get to having some pathos here — Cru obviously wanted to join in the music, but just couldn’t change.

The Lofficiers saw the Carmen Cru theatre production, and it sounds like a good time was had by all.

Kador is definitely more racy than Carmen Cru.

For three pages, Cru goes all nice and stuff! But! Gasp! It fortunately turns out to be a nightmare. A horrible, horrible nightmare.

Deni Loubert lets us know that there’s probably not going to be more than 16 issues — because they’re running out of Carmen Cru strips. And, indeed, there had only been five 56 page albums published by this time.

She also notes that sales weren’t spectacular, but better than what she had expected.

So we get a couple of the very earliest Cru stories, where Lelong was using a more straightforward art style. But Cru’s personality was already in place.

In the 13th issue, we get a “coming next”, but it was never published. This was in April 1988, and Renegade would continue publishing until September, but perhaps Loubert couldn’t find money to finance the printing?

Lelong died in 2004, and only two further Carmen Cru albums were published before he died. (And one posthumous album.) Carmen Cru has never been reprinted in English again after this.

Amazing Heroes #133, page 75:

French Ice will end with #16: “We will
have run out of ‘Carmen Cru’ material
by then,” said publisher Deni Loubert.
“We’re pulling out all stops and printing
stories that I had reservations about
because of the French sense of humor.
It’s very earthy humor and rm not sure
some of the readers will be able to
appreciate it.” For this reason, there will
be warnings on the covers of French Ice
about the mature themes, mostly in the
Kador stories.

[…]

February brings us an all-Carmen Cru
issue, featuring the first two Carmen Cru
stories ever done by Lelong: “Chips &
Peanuts” and “The Crooks.” Fans of
Carmen will be interested to see these
stories because she doesn’t have quite as
refined a look as she has later. Since each
of the special stories is four pages long,
there is for t’M) more Carmen Cru
stories, plus a Kador feature, “Kador on
TV,” in which he gets interviewed on
In March, there will be a special issue:
three Kador stories and one Carmen Cru
story. The titles of the Kador stories are
“The Separation,” “Kama Sutra,” and
“The Punishment.”
“The Attack,” “The Vermin,” and
Carmen Cru continues in French Ice.

Amazing Heroes #122, page 55:

Besides homages (or rip-offs,
depending on how charitable you
want to be), some French comics are
making their way to these shores on
their own. Renegade Press,. for
instance, has a two-dollar black-and-
white title called French Ice featur-
ing a bad-tempered bag lady named
Carmen Cru. And what do you
know—our bon ami R.J.M.
Lofficier has struck here, too, this
time as translator (other credits are
vague, but the strips are signed
Lelong and the copyright notice is
made out to Odaudie-Lelong).
Carmen Cru is an unsettlingly ugly
old ‘*oman who lives by herself in
a run-down house; she may be old
and decrepit and poverty-stricken,
but she is also independent and has
at least a few of her wits about her.
If other people try to take advantage
of her, she usually manages to get
some of her own back. When the
city garbagemen don’t pick up her
trash, she takes it downtown to City
Hall and dumps it in the offices of
the Sanitation Department. Carmen
Cru is not exactly a pleasant or a
very cheerful strip; this is the sort
of occasion where the reviewer gets
to use words like “mordant” and
“biting.”
It’s probably not to
everyone’s taste, but it’s well done
for whatit is, and it may be worth
$2.00 to find Out if Carmen Cru and
your sense of humor play in the
same ballpark.

The Comics Journal #117, page 64:

Renegade Press
deserves meritorious note for introducing
French Ice, [elong’s strip about an irre-
pressible old curmudgeon named Carmen
Cru doing battle with the annoyances of
modern life, as a regular series. [dong’s
is a droll and beautifully-drawn strip, and
the mordant humor is built on the old
woman’s skirmishes with petty bureau-
cracy, bratty kids, worthless relations, and
myriad Other afflictions that conspire to
make life miserable for an old woman.
(As Carmen puts it with exceeding clari-
ty to a laborer digging a trench outside
her door, “They’re taking advantage Of
my senility to persecute me.’ The humor
is unreservedly subversive and anti•social.
She’s earned the right to be left alone and
live Out her years as she wants, but the
world keeps intruding. As a result, you
applaud this bedraggled, impossible sur-
vivor as she engages in the most outra-
geous behavior. Kudos to R.J.M. Lofficier
for a completely successful translation of
the material into English.
If you love the medium, don’t miss this
one. French Ice is classic material, and
it would be a crime if Renegade can’t
make ends meet with this title.

Russell Freund writes in The Comics Journal #116, page 67:

French Ice. It is a tremendous
commercial success, a sell-out,
with the publisher having to cut
reorders by 20%. It is also a riot.

[…]

Everyone in the book is fabulously
ugly, and yet the overall impression
is one of beauty. Lelong’s work is
always poised, exquisitely ren-
dered. and finely detailed. His gift
for caricature suggests Mort
Drucker at times, Goya at others.
He’s great.
French Ice is one Of those rare
books that has the potential to
reach a readership outside of the
usual comic book ghetto. It is a
beautifully-crafted, funny work
utterly unpolluted by the cliches of
the modern mainstream comic. If
the goal is to appeal to a new,
broader audience, that’s one way
to do it.

This blog post is part of the Renegades and Aardvarks series.

Open Season (1986) #1-6,
Open Season (1989) #7 by Jim Bricker

Hey! I remember this series from when I was a teenager… well… OK, you got me: I just remember having about half of the issues, but I don’t remember anything about the contents. Except it being kinda… like… sitcom-ish? Or was it more drama-ish? Let’s read the first three pages together and find out:

Oh, yeah, definitely more sitcom-ish. The artwork has a nice kinetic thing going on, but the chops basically aren’t there much, so it’s just basically hard to tell what’s going on here.

And… if you happen upon a drunk guy — is your first impulse to drag him into the bathroom and run cold water over his head? Is that a thing that people do? I mean, outside of sitcoms?

So it feels like a book made by somebody very young. But I’m aboard.

Some of the jokes are kinda… you have to imagine that this could be funnier if what he’s saying made any sense. Why would these women let themselves be blindfolded and then be hickey-ed by… an unknown? And are these supposed to be in college?

I KNOW! I’m overthinking it. It’d work better as an actual sitcom, because then it moves on without giving you time to ponder the complexities of the gag. (So to speak.)

So we’ve got a classic sitcom setup: The jock, the nerd and the bitch. (Don’t blame me! That’s what the jock calls her.) With lots of over-the-top slapstick violence every other page.

“He looks as necessary as…” Necessary? See, there’s a joke here, but it needs some work.

Bricker adds a credits crawl to the end to emphasise the sitcom connection, I guess.

I guess people don’t do these kinds of performative domestic violence bits in humour comics any more? (She’s angry with the nerd because he spilled coffee over some of her papers thereby somehow “ruining” her research. I know, I know. It’s almost there; it just needs some work.)

In every issue, we get a bio of one of the characters.

We get Reagan Dreams as the back-up feature. It’s a riff on Little Nemo in Slumberland, and Slave Labor did an issue of this stuff.

Bricker tells us that there’s three issues planned, and then they’ll see…

Oh, haven’t seen that ad before. It’s for Holiday Out, which I’ll cover later in this blog series…

The second issue is a lot more coherent. Bricker somehow manages to tie all the three characters into a plot involving a heavy metal band, and hi-jinx ensue.

I had assumed that Bricker was very young, but this take on What The Kids Today Listen To kinda smells middle-aged…

Bricker’s artwork is so basic that it’s nice that he labels these caricatures… of the three easiest people in the world to draw. That’s supposed to be Hitler, Khomeini and Stalin.

The storytelling is mostly pretty straighforward, but when Bricker tries doing something non-standard, even something as simple as a double page spread, it doesn’t really work — it’s not easy to guess that you’re supposed to read this across the spread until you’ve read it the wrong way first.

Instead of keeping the sitcom thing going, we suddenly go to drama.

There’s a lot of development over the first three issues, and Bricker basically develops these three characters to same way most sitcoms do over a few seasons: He starts off with three very distinct, not very sympathetic characters, and then he blanderises (that’s a word) the characters. So the bitchy woman becomes all touchy feely, the insensitive jock becomes all sensitive, and the nerd… still keeps on being a nerd.

So sensitive!

Bricker announces that they’re putting the book on a hiatus after the third issue due to the uncertain market situation. This was during the black and white boom (and subsequent bust), so he talks about bringing the book back when things settle down a bit.

I’m not sure that’s the smartest plan…

So, half a year later we’re back, and things carry on much as before…

… but the humour seems to have dissipated further. We’re now in total drama mode.

They moved to North Beach! What a dump! At Union and Grant… Oh! By Coitus Tower…

The sixth issue, “The Black Issue”, is 40 pages long (but for the same low price), and doesn’t continue the storyline.

Instead we get this look back into the pre-history of the strip (I’m guessing this is an older attempt? Or is it?).

Chuck Austen illustrates a story which isn’t much more than an excuse to have Chuck Austen draw some young women…

… and we get this story from the jock’s past, but it looks newly drawn? It’s a pretty odd thing to do, but perhaps Bricker was just fed up with the storyline? But why 40 pages (instead of 24, like the previous issue)? Everybody had to lose money on that…

He does sound fed up. The first issue sold 10K copies, and that was during the black and white boom. The fourth issue (long after the bust) sold… 2K copies! Ouch! So I guess taking half a year off between issues wasn’t a solid commercial plan, anyway.

So it’s all over, except for the letter writing.

But then! Strawberry Jam publishes #7! paul Stockton explains how that came to happen. And I love the list of Strawberry Jam employees.

So we get a recap, and then we continue on from issue five. Cool, cool.

But… while the storyline does progress somewhat, we mostly get the jock’s father telling him that he’ll lose his inheritance unless he gets married within a couple of days, and that’s such a random (but well-used) plot wrinkle that… I think Bricker indeed had lost interest. But it’s a shame he didn’t at least try to bring some sort of resolution. I mean, it’s not like there was a lot of plot going on, but…

It wasn’t.

Half the issue is illustrated by Doug Gray (of Eye of Mongombo fame) and… I love that guy in the top left panel, but that’s it. Eye of Mongombo is a gazillion times better than this. Sorry!

Bricker talks about continuing Open Season as a comic strip, but using the jock character and dumping the other characters.

Derek McCulloch tells us of his plans to bring out a 100 page special night life issue, and that would have a continuation of Open Season, too. But that didn’t happen, either.

*sigh*

Those were tough days for publishing comics.

(I should do a blog series on Strawberry Jam — I remember night life as being really good, and To Be Announced as being hilarious. But it’d be a short blog series.)

Jim Bricker went on to do some Disney comics…

It’s mentioned in the final issue that they were thinking about doing a stage version of Open Season, but as Wikipedia says:

A stage play based on the series was produced in 1989.[citation needed]

These comics have never been reprinted, but you can pick them up pretty cheaply:

Uhm…

I hope so, too.

Somebody writes in Amazing Heroes #172, page 13:

OPEN SEASON BEING ADAPTED FOR THE STAGE
Jim Bricker’s realistically-humorous
comic book Open Season is being ad-
apted to the stage by Magic Lightning
Productions of Berkeley, CA.
Strawberry Jam Comics has pub-
lished several issues of Open Season
which follows the lives of three room-
mates and their various friends and
lovers. Bricker describes the comic as
“the struggles of maintaining one’s
sanity in the mire of relationship hell.”
Bricker is writing the script for the
play.
Magic Lightning Productions is
headed by Daniel H. Fogel and
Thomas G. Vernale, both of whom
have worked in comics. They say they
chose to produce Open Season be-
cause of its accessibility and relevance
to an audience beyond comics fans.
“This is the first straight adaptation
of a comic book series to the stage,”
Fogel said. “No singing, no dancing,
no camp. We respect our audience’s
intelligence too much to bastardize
what Jim’s already established in the
comics. It is exciting both artistically
and historically.”
The play is scheduled to premier in
November at the American Zephyr
Studios in San Francisco,

Bricker writes in Amazing Heroes #174, page 104:

JIM BRICKER
San Jose, CA
Credit Mhere It’s Due
Thanks for your cwerage ofthe Open
Season play on page 13 in your Octo-
ber issue. I wanted to direct your at-
tention to one thing if I might.
Renegade Press was the original
publisher of Open Season with issues
#1-6, from ’86 until April
’88. Strawberry Jam Comics has pub-
lished only one issue of O.S. to date
(issue #7, August ’89) and plans still
remain for them to publish the re-
mainder of the series.
I bring this to your attention, not to
rub your noses in an error, nor belittle
Strawberry Jam, but to simply give
Renegade Publisher Deni the
credit she is due.
And thanks for revieving Doug
Gray’s Eye Of Mongombo. Having
seen it develop from his desktop in
Royce Hall, I know it’s damn funny
stuff. I hope he gets the audience he
so richly deserves.
So when does Open Season get re-
viewed?

Heh heh.

Somebody writes in Amazing Heroes Preview Special #11, page 88:

OPEN SEASON:
THE PLAY
Written and illustrated by JIM BRICKER
es; $200 (first issue: 99
Six.issue mn-seties; 24
cents); fromavE LABOR GRAPHICS
Jim Bricker’s slice-of-life comic-book series
about a group of roommates was made into
a play last year—so here we come full circlet
with the comic-book adaptation of the play.
Not much to say about it, except that Neil
Gaiman has written the introduction to the
first issue, which sells for 99 cents, and we
assume the two events are not linked in
some subtle way. (Actually, it’s 99 cents
because the first issue is just 16 pages long.)

This was never published, and I’m unable to google as to whether the play actually happened or not.

I’m impressed with the amount of ads Renegade placed for Open Season in Amazing Heroes (and Comics Journal). I guess Loubert thought the book had legs… and so did I. It’s very readable, and with just some tweaks could have been pretty memorable.

But there’s apparently no reviews of the book in either magazine, which is pretty unusual.

I’m unable to find any talk about the series on the Internetses, either.

This blog post is part of the Renegades and Aardvarks series.

Revolver Annual (1986) #1 edited by Robin Snyder

Robin Snyder’s Revolver anthology had been coming out at a steady clip at Renegade — under various names, but with basically the same kind of content: Some Ditko material as the meat of the issue, and then some Henry Boltinoff, and then whatever people had lying around, apparently.

This is thankfully the final issue, and while the Alex Toth cover is pretty amazing, my hopes for this issue is pretty low.

We start with a text piece from Wally Wood (!), illustrated by Ernie Colón. I expected this to end with a cynical joke… and it didn’t. So thumbs up for that. Perhaps this isn’t going to be as awful as expected?

Hey… Snyder printed this apparent introduction to a series that never happened in a previous issue of Revolver. It sucked the first time around, too! (The Romeo Thangal artwork’s fine, though.)

Here’s a newcomer? “Chad”? Like Cher?

Instead of a dire one-pager by Henry Boltinoff, we get a dire two-pager. Above you have the brilliant punchline. I’ll just wait here until you finish laughing; go on.

Then we get a two-page appreciation of Boltinoff. Oh, right — Boltinoff did those amazingly unfunny filler pages at DC… and buried on this page we get the reason why: Murray Boltinoff, his brother, was an editor at DC. But that’s not why he got the gig; no no of course not.

We’re told, with a straight face, that Boltinoff has no favourites among the characters he created for DC. I guess the rest of us can fight it out amongst ourselves: Of these household names, which ones are our favourites? Is it Private Pete? Is it Ollie? Is it Shorty? Is it Lem ‘n’ Lime?

I was going to include a picture of Lem ‘n’ Lime here, but a google image search brings me zilch.

I”M SHOCKED I TELLS YA SHOCKED

Robert Kanigher and Hasen bring us this two pager, and I’m not quite sure I want to even take a stab at guessing what the punch line here is supposed to be.

Doug Moench and Ernie Colón bring us a little ditty that’s kinda fun — it plays around with conventions of the medium… I mean, it’s not hilarious or anything, but at least it’s something.

And finally — the reason why at least dozens of people bought this comic: A Ditko piece, and this time Ditko goes for humour. It’s not actually funny, but it’s satisfyingly chaotic, and it looks like Ditko put more effort into this than usual.

Snyder threatens us with more Boltinoff material unless somebody stops him.

I’m not sure Snyder actually says what the name of the book would have been — he’s very communicative. “Impact”? “In Principle”? If so, comics.org says they didn’t happen.

This blog post is part of the Renegades and Aardvarks series.