The Son Of Satan: Dance With The Devil, My Red-Eyed Son!

Here's a lost masterpiece, one of the sadly few times the mighty Russ Heath worked for Marvel in the Bronze Age. Here, Russ is obviously, and spectacularly, channeling Hieronymus Bosch, the 14th century religious painter whose terrifying visions of Hell are still, hundreds of years later, the template for all ideas of the inferno. Which means that this is the best version of Hell in comics ever done by anyone.

We take a short break here, to show off what would've been the next page, but that was rejected by the Comics Code, and that I'm astounded anybody, from Bill, Russ and Archie upwards, ever thought they'd get away with.

And here's the hastily assembled replacement page, put together in an afternoon by Archie & Jazzy John.

That last page looks out of place too, looking a bit like Herb Trimpe inked by Al Milgrom, maybe. Was there another rejected page there?

Sgt. Rock: Medic... Medic!

Boy, did I miss out not buying the DC war books when I was a kid. Every time I read an issue of Sgt. Rock I'm amazed at what a classy book it was.
Frank Rock is a great, fully three-dimensional character with just enough mystery about him to stay interesting. He's a born leader who carries the burden of leadership and responsibility heavily, and even if the kind of stories he tells are quite often repeated and rejigged throughout the series, they're always tales worth telling and re-telling.
Here's a perfect example, with Bob Kanigher on script as always, Joe Kubert on a slight cheat of a cover, and Russ Heath doing a masterclass in storytelling. With that superb opening page, and stunning double page spread, it just gets better and better, as lighting, framing and facial expressions all work in service of the story. The best art you'll see today, bar none.

Weird War Tales

Weird War Tales was one of those books I completely ignored at the time, but have since found out that it was actually a bit of a secret box of goodies.
As opposed to a great deal of the output from lower tier DC mystery mags like, say, The Unexpected that seemed to just rotate the same few plots ( butterfly collector is killed by giant butterfly, Egyptian tomb robber is killed by Mummy, plantation owner is killed by voodoo priest ), Weird War told a few different stories and had a few more ideas.
I'm not saying it's a lost classic or anything, but if you pick up just about any issue at a con, you'll be surprised at how good it is.
Take issue #36, for instance. Just as a random sample, you've got Bob Kaniger & Frank Thorne doing a silent strip, Wein, Wolfman & Heath's masterpiece The Pool, and Arnold Drake & Frank Robbins contributing the spectacularly bad taste Colonel Clown Isn't Laughing Anymore, a piece that could've run in Plop! were it not alternately funny but darkly, darkly serious.
The mystery and the madness indeed.

Il Showdown A Rio Jawbone

From The National Lampoon, here's what a 'real' Spaghetti Western might look like, courtesy of Russ Heath. No dubbing required.