Showing posts with label savage tales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label savage tales. Show all posts

Wednesday, 2 November 2016

Savage Tales Presents: Avenger!



With a couple of reservations, I really liked the late Bronze Age second coming return of Savage Tales, not least because of the so-called Savage Sisters, a couple of gun-toting babes who appeared on a few of the covers and subscription ads, but sadly never got their own strip.






This time round, the book was less barbarians and more bullets, with historical adventure and military action to the fore. Editor Larry Hama was clearly trying to do a Two-Fisted Tales for the '80's, and with Mike Golden, Archie Goodwin, John Severin, Gray Morrow and Herb Trimpe on board, he had a good chance at doing it.
Unfortunately, he also had a few artists who, to be kind, weren't quite professional enough for the big time yet, and there is a fair amount of filler in Savage Tales pt. 2.
Not so here though, with Archie & John in the first issue contributing a story that is the very definition of a good tale well told. After all, if you're going into battle, you want guys who know what they're doing by your side.













Friday, 31 July 2015

Ka-Zar: Dark Island Of Doom



Always liked Ka-Zar. Dunno why, he really is just Tarzan with dinosaurs, but I always liked him.
Maybe it's because of Zabu. After all, any story about the adventures of a boy and his sabre-tooth tiger must have something going for it.
And sure, for the greater part of his career, Lord Plunder's dialogue consisted mostly of: Grr! Ka-Zar kills! making him immeasurably less interesting than, by comparison, chattier barbaric heroes like Conan or Kull.
But still, it's always fun to spend some time in the Savage Land. And there's some great Ka-Zar stories in his short run in Savage Tales. As I've said before, I absolutely loved the Marvel Black & White mags, there was just something extra special about them, particularly as I always seemed to get them when on vacation somewhere. Like the reprint titles of Alan Class, it's like they were summer holiday comics.
That was definitely the case with Savage Tales #9, that I remember buying on a caravan park in Devon, that comes with an embarrassment of riches including: A rip-roaring adventure in a lost kingdom with a killer penultimate panel, Zabu coming in no uncertain terms to the rescue, and Ka-Zar unnecessarily killing two hapless guards simply to steal their clothes ( something the readers complained about, and were told, in essence, the book is called Savage Tales. )
It also has a cheeky John Romita close-up insert you'll spot a mile away, and a masterful Roy Krenkel inspired art job from Steve Gan ( the man whose middle name is 'criminally underrated', poor guy ).