Showing posts with label 2020s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2020s. Show all posts

Sunday, April 26, 2026

2026 McFarlane Toys Martian Manhunter Family of Figures

My understanding is that McFarlane Toys is going to lose their license to produce DC Comics action figures later this year. Whether it's severe restrictions on which characters they can produce in these final month, or the company losing its mind, their final year selections are deep cuts. There can perhaps be no greater evidence for this than their being multiple Manhunter from Mars-related offerings. Actually, the Ryan Kendall figure is the greatest indication, since he starred in the only Black Condor title ever produced 34 years ago that was cancelled after only one year despite being drawn by Rags Morales. This material has never been collected, he was killed off two decades ago, and there is no appreciable fan base for what looks like a dollar store knock-off of the Total Justice Hawkman. So of course I'll pick one up if I find a substantially better deal than the $26.99 initial asking price.

But again, what piques my interest and prompted this post was the J'Onn J'Onzz connection, which begins with the new Martian Manhunter DC Comics Page Punchers. I have to confess that I've rarely been wowed by the sculpts on the McFarlane DC figures (obviously excluding Ambush Bug & Cheeks the Toy Wonder.) Aside from using a similar lime green shade as on my beloved Super Powers figure, the only reason I'd buy this Manhunter is the novelty of the smaller format. Well, that and the cloth cape with folded-down collar. I also found it odd that rather than reprint a solo comic for the Alien Atlas, it was a Dan Jurgens Justice League with the crazy convoluted origin of Bloodwynd. Well, about that...
McFarlane will produce the greatest mass market Bloodwynd action figure ever, mostly because it's the only one ever, setting aside some nice custom jobs that I've seen over the years. It's designated as a "Red Platinum Edition," which is code for "overpriced GameStop exclusive" at $34.99 (the Manhunter is a still bogus $27.99, btw.) Sh'yeah, right. I will inevitably own this toy, probably when m'boy Fixit snags it for a fiver from one of his many thrift scene connections in a year or so. Besides essentially possessing J'Onn's body for a time (maybe-- it's a very confused story,) Bloodwynd also served in the same short-lived League iteration as Black Condor.

The connections don't stop there, either. The Martian Marvel beat up Captain Marvel in an iconic JLI bout (adore the cape, not digging the spikey hair.) Aztek was a JLA teammate (why did they sculpt his helmet like a Dragon Fruit?) The DC Direct Eclipso was maybe that line's best sculpt, and the Sleuth from Outer Space was prominently cover-featured in the final issues of his solo series, with this McFarlane pass being the closest anyone has come to his look from that period (though this is more JSA/Robinson JLofA.) Bronze Tiger dated Gypsy and trained her in the martial arts. Say, why hasn't anyone ever done a Martian Arts pun? I'm a big Ben Turner fan, but this New 52 design barely registers as the same character, plus I understand that he was a were-tiger? Jeez, the New 52 was dumb as a bag of hammers.
Miss Martian is the most obvious Manhunter Family brand extention, if not necessarily the most accurate. She was created for Teen Titans, best known from the Young Justice cartoon, and fell off after barely brushing against J'Onn J'Onzz in books like Brightest Day. This is another $34.99 job, so unless I opt to buy the other two Page Punchers, I don't see this one coming home. She's had a few figures now, and I haven't bought any yet. Honestly, my female alien telepath of choice from this lot would be Saturn Girl, which also has a funky sculpt, but I have a great affection for the post-Zero Hour "Archie" Legion and no Imra Ardeen representation to date. I also have to say, as much as I hate those awful "drawn" statues with the fake comic book linework on them, but I flipped for the Gangbuster. I couldn't care less about the character, but this was a perfect example of how to employ that technique.

Monday, October 6, 2025

2025 Primaid Baytown Eastern Rim Funny Book & Vintage Con Commission by Pop Mhan

With commission rates skyrocketing and my interest in paying them for corporate-owned characters plummeting, you might be surprised to see that I actually have some brand new art to show off on this blog. This piece offers remedies. Firstly, I'd still kind of like to complete a set of Hyperclan spotlight pieces, but it especially bugged me that I hadn't gotten any of the female members. Heck, Primaid's the second best known member. I mean, I have an Armek because Rick Hoberg wanted to draw a mech, and an A-Mortal because the dude sitting with Tim Vigil did good Halloween stuff. Only Primaid and Protex were in the second big White Martian story arc and fought a member of the DC Trinity. Plus, she just looks cool, and can rarely by seen in full figure on the comics page.

The other motivator was that despite maintaining a career since the '90s on heavy-hitting properties like The Flash, Batgirl, Masters of the Universe, Raven: Daughter of Darkness, Ghost Rider, and a mini-series of The Demon, Pop Mhan still charges perfectly reasonable rates for high quality work. I've dug him since at least The Impulse/Atom Double Shot in '98, plus he co-created Spyboy with the late, great Peter David. He was also a cool guy who talked about the demands of the licensing work that he's been doing more heavily in recent years. He's work on another creator-owned project that he's developing, a sort of younger readers Hellboy, and I hope to see that come to fruition.

More Art Monday

Tuesday, September 16, 2025

2025 James Gunn “Chocos Inc” Skeet

A certain Martian will be happy to hear Chocos Inc is going strong in #Superman. See it on the big screen now!

Friday, September 12, 2025

2022 Cryptozoic CZX Crisis on Infinite Earths - CZX STR PWR #S09 - David Harewood as J’onn J’onzz Printing Plate Black

It's pushing 5 a.m., I'm glad that I'm at least attempting to catch up on my rest while waking up in the 3 o'clock hour with full intention to catch a few more hours of Zs this morning, and I'm in No-Fs mode on today's post. I put a bunch of long eBay URLs in a text doc while researching those live action trading cards, and now I'm deleting the last of them specific to that research. This is the same image as CZX STR PWR #S09, but news to me, they started throwing the actual printing plates for individual cards into packs as chase variants. It makes me wonder why comic books never got around to putting color guides into blind/black bags-- probably because the dimensions are too big to fit without folding. No disrespect to colorists, but I never "got" color guides as a collectible, though this amuses me in a "use everything but the squeal" way. I assume these are one of a kind, excepting that there are individual plates for black, cyan, magenta, and yellow. I guess the biggest surprise to me in the age of laser printing is that we're still using individual color plates in the process at all. Is that a necessity for the holofoil?

Wednesday, September 10, 2025

2022 Sanshu DC Extended Universe Series 1 #DC-C-024: Martian Manhunter

I had intended to do another Amalgam blog today, but the Zoltar profile accidentally posted on the draft date rather than on the 9th, so some of you may have missed it. Also, Wonder Woman in The Amalgam Age of Comics: The DC Comics Collection (1996) was waaaaaay more involved than I had anticipated. So here's another fancy live action J'Onn J'Onzz from the Supergirl TV show in trading card form instead. It's a fun holofoil card with bonus comic book imagery, but if I'm being honest? It does not look legit to me. The undated copyright notification doesn't pass the smell test, and it's giving Temu vibes. If I'm being overly suspicious, hit me up with deets in the comments.

Sunday, September 7, 2025

2018 Cryptozoic Supergirl Season 1 Authentic Wardrobe Dual Relics card #M05

Last in the immediate series of "is it though" trading cards featuring David Harewood as J’onn J’onzz (there are a few more) is this chase card with an unspecified snippet of presumably screen-worn wardrobe. The card pictures the Martian Manhunter, and references "J’onn J’onzz," but the actual source is unspecified. Maybe there was a heroic costume that was all worn out, but it's just as likely this was some DEO uniform, or his drawers for all we know. The thing is, this is one of 49 such cards produced-- so rare that few could reasonably expect or afford to complete a set. That can of artificial scarcity maybe puts the lie to this being a "trading card" when it's more a piece of memorabilia that was barely circulated alongside trading cards.

Friday, September 5, 2025

2016 WBEI San Diego Comic-Con Exclusive Supergirl Martian Manhunter Foil Promo Card

I'd pretty much decided that I wasn't going to do a post late on a Friday night, knowing that there'd be few interested in reading anything over the weekend. However, Kevin from New Orleans asked about whether there were any other trading cards featuring David Harewood as J’onn J’onzz in Martian form, and I figured a quick peek wouldn't do any harm. As it happens, the answer is kind of yes and no. For instance, the Supergirl TV show began in 2015, with the Martian Manhunter reveal coming in December. The season wrapped in April of the following year, with the physical media set released in August. The San Diego Comic Convention occurred on July 21–24, and this metallic foil trading card was given away at that event. It's got many of the key points of the Invisible Sleuth's role in that season on the back of the card, but it's just a free promo divorced from any set. Does it count as a trading card if it was never circulated as such?

Thursday, September 4, 2025

2022 Cryptozoic CZX Crisis on Infinite Earths - CZX STR PWR #S09 - David Harewood as J’onn J’onzz

I took a powder after dinner, and want to take a few days' break from the Vulture-era content that I'll be generating over the next few weeks. Trading cards seemed to be an expedient way to go, but they've become so micro-niche that I can barely decipher what to call individual cards/sets. This one was apparently devoted to the CW television adaptation of Crisis that crossed over into several of their Greg Berlanti "Arrowverse" TV series. Obviously, COIE would require a budget likely well in excess of Avengers: Endgame-levels to accurately recreate, and a fifth-rank pseudo-network's entire seasonal slate would be priced at a fraction of that. I actually watched most of these, and mostly just remember the regular casts of all the shows pairing off to talk a lot on various common sets in plain clothes. Then occasionally a bunch of them would stand around in a warehouse space in full costume, punctuated with a handful of awkward cameos that hope you can at least recognize a 70-something portly Burt Ward with a theme song flourish, or still get a tingle from that one actress that played a version of Helena Wayne twenty years earlier. I was amused enough to finish it, if they hadn't broken the event up with a winter hiatus, and I never came back. It didn't help that the only one of these shows that I ever watched repeatedly and on purpose was Supergirl, and the crossover was at least two seasons removed from my having bailed on that. So, if you ever felt cheated by a lack of coverage here, just imagine 22 variations on this type of dismissiveness across multiple seasons. Or better yet, take the win and don't.

Tuesday, September 2, 2025

2023 Martian Manhunter commission by Al Barrionuevo

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On the one hand, it's sad that I'm already reaching toward Comic Art Fans on the second day of anniversary blogging. But on the other hand, I was working on the Marco Xavier profile page before hitting a wall and figuring something's better than nothing. I was reorganizing my bookshelves all weekend and only got a few hours sleep. Better luck tomorrow. And anyway, this piece is pretty neat. Besides being an attractive and well realized piece of art, this was produced by Al Barrionuevo, who drew the 2006 One Year Later Martian Manhunter mini-series. That was pretty much all-Coneheadhunter, all the time, so it's nice to have the opportunity to see his take on the classic Silver Age Ajax!

Tuesday, August 12, 2025

2019 Protex Houston Comicpalooza Commission by Ramon Villalobos

There are a number of artists that I've commissioned over the years that I was very impressed with, and yet did not go on to make the splash I'd hoped or expected for them. Ramon Villalobos is right near the top of that list of talents that deserve better careers than they've gotten so far. I think the skills are clearly on display, but he's had far more than his share of bad breaks. Basically, through no fault of his own, the artist was linked to three abusive individuals, leading to the premature cancellations of promising titles such as the 2019 Wildcats revival (meant to spin out of The Wild Storm) and DC/Vertigo's Border Town. He's still had some higher profile projects, including the Secret Wars mini-series E Is For Extinction, the 2016 Nighthawk mini-series with David Walker, and contributing to the event series Original Sins, but it's been too quiet for the better part of a decade.

Anyway, Villalobos hit Houston as part of a stable under a manager, one of the first years where I saw that really becoming a thing at comic conventions (and certainly contributing to the nosebleed rates being commanded these days.) That said, there are benefits to having someone besides the artist handling the workflow, which included encouragement to use screentones in commissions. Man, if I have a kink, it's Zip-A-Tone, which is how I ended up bringing home saucy/Not Safe For Work original manga art by Kimura Tomoe during my one trip to Japan, despite not really being a manga guy (and I really need to rescan those pages from the originals instead of Xeroxes now that I have an 11x17" scanbed.) Blame Paul Gulacy firstly, but I just really love the contrast between the organic line and mechanical precision the process offers.

It's taken me years to final set down the ultimate Hyperclan biographical entry with Protex, both leader and most visible member of one of the rare Martian threats that rates under JLA terms. The character was co-created by Howard Porter, and where on most of the Hyperclan commissions I've gotten, we went more retro, I liked the idea of revisiting Protex through a different Image-caliber Morrison collaborator, Frank Quietly. Obviously Ramon Villalobos has his own vibe, but also obviously, Quietly is an influence on both his style and on his assignments. Protex started out lean, and got mantis-like once he stuck to a purely White Martian form, so it's neat to see this husky take that looks a lot more believable as someone who could wrestle with Superman. Dig on the spaghetti bowl hair, the gleaming liquid paper highlights, those gorgeous hands, the Jim Morrison crotch, and the bonus slavering White Martian head to undercut Protex's posing at divinity. I love this piece so much-- it's one of my favorites-- and I'm just sorry the lengthy wait for the bio also meant sitting on this art. My other regret is that Villalobos did a second commission for me of one of my self-created characters that I'll be holding onto until my dreams of ever realizing published stories about them are fully crushed.

Ramon Villalobos

Tuesday, July 29, 2025

New History of the DC Universe #2 (September, 2025)

Book One of this title threw Martian Manhunter a bone by still having him precede the Silver Age generation of DC super-heroes established Post-Crisis. Now as then, you had the World War II characters sans Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, and Aquaman, then guys like Captain Comet and J'Onn J'Onzz in a gray middle period, with a Boomer-skewing "modern age" of the excised characters and the Silver Age revival heroes like Flash, Green Lantern, Hawkman, and the Atom. The Sleuth from Outer Space can now go off in a corner and tried to suck the marrow out of that bone, because the proper meat is served to Victor Stone.

Hypertime 2025 tries to squeeze as much of the Pre-Crisis material that the writer grew up on back into the continuities of the biggest DC icons, particularly with regard to Superman and Batman. Wonder Woman suffers under the attempt, referencing a "new" Barbara Minerva version of Cheetah without having Priscilla Rich appear in the Golden Age book, making the Valerie Beaudry Silver Swan share space with green jumpsuit Angle Man, offering some sort of dapper Tony Stark x Dr. Psycho from no time ever, and squeezing it all into a quarter page to save space for Bizarro, Sinestro, and '60s Batman rogues-- obviously of equal importance to the majority of Amazing Amazon history. So basically, the same five DC characters that always get to feast get that much more to chew on, while the ones the basic boys were never as into get the leftovers. I like the Mark Waid as a person and a professional, but he's basically a war criminal on Paradise Island. All this to say, it's not just the Alien Atlas getting crumbs, but that's where I'll pour the rest of the salt today.

Here's where we get very New 52/Snyder Murderverse. The Martian Marvel remains in hiding, or at least of the public board, even as the Challengers, Adam Strange, and the boy sidekicks that would form the Teen Titans maker the scene. Next, a proto-Justice League forms around the initial incursion of Darkseid/the Fourth World, during which Victor Stone suffers crippling injuries and becomes a proto-Cyborg. After that initial encounter, Stone is placed in some sort of suspended animation "for further healing" until he's released to show a lot more skin as a New Teen Titan. DC wants the credit in foregrounding an African-American super-hero as an original Justice Leaguer, but they don't actually want to integrate him into their broader history. You might say that he's separate but equal. Sure, Jan.

That leaves Martian Manhunter and the second generation Black Canary to formally found the Justice League during the Appellaxian Invasion. So they're technically co-founders after a previous grouping was retconned in, just as happened to Hal Jordan, Wonder Woman, Superman, and Batman. Plus, this time we're leaving out the "of America," so maybe there's another formality where the "JLA" was a separate team altogether?

From there, the continuity is largely classical and chronological. J'Onn's part of the first Earth-2 seanace with the DC Trinity, though this edition is very coy about the existence of a Multiverse, so we're probably talking more about being trapped in a different vibrational plane here. The campaign against the scourge of boy sidekicks in short pants continues to be fought with retconned full leggings. Another deeply annoying choice is to have Plastic Man treated as a crappy mid-'60s DC hero only worthy of a caption box instead of one of the greatest Golden Age heroes featured in WWII-era Quality Comics publications. I guess Jack Cole fans are relieved to not have to associate his creation with decades of DC mishandling their version.

There's no mention of Martian Manhunter as the book vaguely touches on key developments of the 1970s and early '80s. To be fair, very little solo material of any heroes are offered, so I should be pleased that the mod Diana Prince and Aquaman's reign/marriage/heir/infanticide got the attention that they did. It was mostly just rattling heroic debuts in partial page pin-up shots. It's... let's go with "amusing," that all of Black peopledom go on ice with Cyborg. Until suddenly, oh my stars, there's John Stewart, Nubia, Bronze Tiger, and a little on Black Lightning is one long rip. Hey, another WW nod, too. In this context, and with a sense of perspective, Martian Manhunter's existence being solely defined by League incarnations fits. The Satellite era is bundled up into the Red Tornado blurb, but the Detroit League rate half a page. Sorta. They left out a visual of Vixen since she already had a debut blurb (representation!) plus we had a top hat & tails Zatanna, New 52 Vibe, and second suit Steel (did we even see Commander Steel in the first issue?) For all the clean up and inclusion, the ethnic slur Gypsy remains, though she looks more like her early JLTF self.

The final three pages covers a thin gruel take on Crisis on Infinite Earths. Asian female Dr. Lights will live. Supergirls will die. And can we squeeze an Infinity Incorporated profile into this? By the way, Power Girl and the Huntress still don't exist yet? The art this time was by Mike Allred, who I love and is perfect for covering this era, and Brad Walker, whose style is jarringly incompatible. I enjoyed Walker's style back when he was going to do a Martian Manhunter mini-series, but this more cartoony style is an awkward compromise.

The backmatter co-written by Dave Wielgosz offers an insane amount of retcon review from the Post-Crisis period. The 2018 Martian Manhunter maxi-series that I gave up on a few issues in, with the latest already forgotten killer of all the Martians (second or third for that decade alone?) is the only J'Onn J'Onzz one given credence. Of course Mark Waid's own JLA: Year One is wedged in there, but that's a book people actually read and loved. Things start to settle into the actual Silver Age six pages in, but it's still pretty much just a list of character debuts. It occurs to me now that Iris Allen doesn't seem to die anymore? Oh, but Sue Dibny still gets assaulted by Dr. Light, at least in the liner notes? Mongul gets a brief nod, with a Starlin panel. The Despero erasure, tho. And don't get me started on Captain Atom.

Monday, July 21, 2025

2023 Fan Expo New Orleans Martian Manhunter figure sketch inks by Tony Kordos

At 2½ years in waiting, this piece's presentation is far from my worst patron offense. I bought a Martian Manhunter figure sketch off eBay a good quarter-century ago, maybe more. I got it cheap and was never 100% sure of its legitimacy, but to quote Sean Connery's character in The Untouchables, "Who would claim to be that who was not?" If you were going to forge a Kevin Maguire drawing, surely you'd pick a more commercial character than J'Onn J'Onzz? Anyway, when I got a Professor Arnold Hugo head sketch from Maguire at Comicpalooza 2014, I asked him about it. He barely looked up from his current drawing to dismissively note words to the effect of "looks like me." Good enough, I figure.

Anyway, I pumped up the contrast on the drawing at a Xerox machine located in a gas station across the street from the comic shop I ran at the time, and used those copies as templates for dozens of Martian Manhunter redesign attempts, none as good as Jim Lee's. Yeah, I don't think that phrasing gets used much, either.

The drawing was so faint, not helped by the cheap acidic paper that it was draw on steadily browning, that I was always afraid of "losing" the image to the elements. Inking in comics is a lost art, and I have much respect for it. That said, I've had some... let's say "misadventures" in my previous inking attempts. One specific piece has been referred to as my personal "Monkey Christ". I've had lousy experiences with seasoned veterans, awesome ones with unknowns, and vice versa. I was precious with my Maguire Manhunter, but I've had opportunities to get the image immortalized by folks who had inked Maguire on Justice League International. For various reasons, I never pulled the trigger.

Finally, I tumbled upon Tony Kordos in NOLA, and I really liked his stuff. Unbeknownst to me, he's a pro who did a fair amount of work at DC during the New 52. He seems to be Paul Pelletier's inker of choice, working over him on such titles as Batman & Robin Eternal, Cyborg, and the Skybound continuation of G.I. Joe: A Real American Hero. I told Kordos that he was free to embellish, rather than slavishly reproduced, and I truly loved the modern flourishes that he added to the '80s style original linework. It gives the piece a pop that it didn't have before, and I'd hope Maguire would be as happy with the collaboration as I was. I haven't caught Kordos at any other shows, but I picked up a real inker's showcase since that I hope he'll take a hand in...

Tony Kordos

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Superman Treasury 2025: Hero for All

Dan Jurgens draws eight pages of his second treasury format Superman comic, having written and laid-out the entirety of 1999's Superman / Fantastic Four (with deeply compromised finished art by Art Thibert.) It's inked by Brett Breeding, and while the continuity is garbled by some lousy Rebirth-period flourishes, it is mostly a testament to the 1990s "triangle number" era. Anyone who read the books in the period surrounding "Reign of the Supermen" would be forgiven for feeling nostalgic. There's been online discourse since Standards Manual's rerelease of the 1982 DC Comics Style Guide that other artists draw a version of Superman, but only José Luis García-López draws Superman. That's particularly fair if you grew up with the Christopher Reeve movies and surrounding merchandise, but García-López rarely provided complete art for Superman stories-- mostly just the early issues of DC Comics Presents. Jurgens came up in the late Bronze Age, shared influences with García-López, and produced interior and cover art for nearly a hundred Superman comics. Jurgens was likely the closest fans ever got to a more substantial García-López run, which may help to explain why he was to many the Superman artist of his generation.

At least, that's how I can best rationalize it, because man, I am never going to "get" the appeal of Dan Jurgens to those people. To me, he'll always be a technically proficient journeyman, who was never the most appealing or interesting artist drawing Superman at any given point. He succeeded Jerry Ordway on Adventures of Superman in 1989, working alongside Kerry Gammill on Superman. A few months in, George Pérez returned Superman to Action Comics, when it was reclaimed from the experimental weekly anthology format. By 1992, Jurgens had taken over the core Superman title, but Tom Grummett had replaced him on Adventures, while Jon Bogdanove had launched Superman: The Man of Steel. I would favor every one of those artists on any given book over Jurgens. I've liked a few Superman stories written by Jurgens, but on a monthly basis, I usually preferred other writers as well (though he had good runs of The Mighty Thor and Tomb Raider.) And yet, DC always runs back to Dan Jurgens when they've had a "come to Jesus" moment in screwing up the Man of Steel... like when they killed off the New 52 incarnation and replaced him with Jurgens' Superman: Lois and Clark version, which gave us their son, Jon Kent.

I thumbed through the new treasury, otherwise drawn by Bruno Redondo, out of curiosity. Obviously this was put together to exploit enthusiasm for the 2025 Superman movie, as well as readers "of a certain age" with the disposable income to pay the premium on a publication format largely abandoned since the 1970s. I do like Redondo's art, as well as the coloring of Adriano Lucas, which often digitally replaces solid blacks with more animation-style cel coloring. Having come up in the Bronze and Chromium Ages, I've been spoiled by a level of rendered detail never before or since seen in comic book art, which could make the most of being printed at near to the scale of the original art board. I'm not even confident that the art in this book has a physical manifestation beyond the printed edition, and while attractive, the colors have a better claim of making use of the treasury dimensions than the line art. So if it's not an art book, that leaves it up to the story to justify the indulgent scale. This is a Dan Jurgens script. The odds were never in its favor.

The whole reason that I was primed to write this post was because I saw a lot of Martian Manhunter action in this book during that toss. I stopped partway through, once I'd committed to reading the thing. So of course, that stopping point for me was also more or less the stopping point for the Manhunter from Mars in the story.

A giant robot attacks Metropolis, prompting an evacuation of the city. Ma and Pa Kent are tasked with taking a still-adolescent Jon Kent out of town. I assumed that meant the story took place before Brian Michael Bendis squatted down to release his "embellishments" on Superman lore, but that crap was referenced later in the all-Jurgens sections. For all I know, they've de-aged Jon Kent in recent months. I gave up on following DC continuity a year or two into the New 52, so finer points like that would be lost on me. Superman has a surprisingly easy time taking out the robot, and then we're randomly(?) presented with a Smallville flashback deploying Ben Day dots. We see Pa Kent die in a tornado, ala Snyder's Man of Steel, and it occurred to me that the guy I saw with Ma earlier had a bit of Dale Gribble about him. Maybe she caught another feller as a widow in the modern(ish?) continuity? The '90s stunt implant Kenny Braverman was present in the flashback, as was young ginger Lex Luthor, which I'm aware was a Silver Age element returned to continuity in the Birthright mini-series (bought cheap used; yet to read.) A young adult Luthor was present for another flashback.

At the in-story present, alien invaders destroy the JLA... satellite? Watchtower? I don't know what they're calling it these days. Both Superman and Batman are initially missing from the action, but fellow super-heroes step up to defend a variety of global flashpoints in the invasion. This would be "the Martian Manhunter part." The actual invaders were semi-generic anime mech troopers in pale orange and green. They're like a very boring redesign of parademons. As best as I can tell, their main advantage is taking out Earth's communication technology. The Alien Atlas appears to battle the baddies on the Golden Gate bridge, and he is treated as the key to uniting Earth's metahuman protectors, via a massive telepathic network. There's also lots of token appearances by members of the JLA, JLI, Teen Titans, etc. A big deal is made out of Aquaman delivering the U.S. President and Congress to safety underwater, as though that was a relevant and beneficial action to the world order of 2025. Positively provincial.

As anyone familiar with how Martian Manhunter appearances in Superman comics go, J'Obber J'Onzz's off-panel defeat at the invaders' hands marks the end of the world's effective resistance to the aliens. It is here that the ultimate threat is finally revealed... Lady Maxima! And... um... the Cyborg Superman? See-- Dan Jurgens created Hank Henshaw as an analog for Reed Richards, who had to watch his astronaut family slowly die from horific deformities similar to those of the Invisible Woman, Human Torch, and The Thing. Instead of elasticity, Mr. Fauxtastic merged with machinery, which is how he survived. Using genetic material from Superman, he grew a partial clone body, with compensatory cybernetic elements. I don't know that it was ever explained why he couldn't clone a whole-ass Superman body, or at least doctor-up a completely human face, instead of looking like a T-800 Terminator wearing 9/10ths of a Superman body. The Cyborg Superman has been destroyed many times, but always seems to return to this SuperMetallo form. He was of course one of the ersatz Supermen during "Reign," was in at least one of the Doomsday revival mini-series Jurgens did, and was even a big part of Superman / Fantastic Four, owing to his being a Reed Richards rip-off. In this context though, he's only here as a life-sized "marital aid" for an alien queen who could never seal the deal with her Man of Steel.

Maxima's purpose here was to punish Superman for choosing Lois Lane over her, and making a baby with her. Now, Maxima was killed off in the 2001 Superman event "Our Worlds at War," but a revamped version arrived three years into the New 52, and then more or less reverted to a more faithful version in 2017. Jon Kent debuted as a decade-old in 2015, and was up-aged to 17 to serve as Superman's replacement a few years later. All this is to say, it's a bit rich that Maxima would react this strongly to a long-elapsed, rarely/never-expressed grudge from multiple continuities ago. While powerful, Maxima never seemed to work at this scale before, and I'd guess her usage as the villain was in honor of the still-tender passing of her co-creator, George Pérez. But also, Maxima was a member of the version of the Justice League that Dan Jurgens wrote, and Cyborg Superman is one of his pet creations, so... this.

Batman shows up mostly to prevent the killing/capture of Lois Lane, and to explain who Maxima and Cyborg Superman are to Superman's life partner. Some alien albino gal named Glyanna shows up to prevent the killing/capture of Jon Kent. Except that character was created in 2023, and Jon is back to being a boy, so I don't get this continuity. I do get the Ben Day dot "flashbacks" where Clark Kent never developed powers, became editor-in-chief of The Daily Planet, but watched Lois Lane become the twice-over babymama of Lex Luthor. See, this is Jurgens ripping off "For the Man Who Has Everything," badly, and never explaining why an illusion meant to placate a captive Superman (who never actually escaped from the giant robot's trap-body) instead catalyzed his jailbreak. Just as it's never explained how a couple of second-tier Superman villains and random alien invaders defeated all the metahumans, although somehow Steel and armored Lex Luthor have among the best showings of anyone. Simply, the key explanation is that Dan Jurgens was rarely a notable writer, and got by on telling Superman fans that theirs was the bestest boy! That's what we have here, yet again.

I didn't go wild for the James Gunn Superman movie, because it was a sloppy mess of comedy bits and fan service that crowded a post-1986 version of Superman that I've never fully embraced out of his own eponymous movie. I had the opposite reaction here, of loathing the Jurgens-era SuperDuperMan who rendered the entire DC Universe as mere supporting players in his stories. I know this will always be J'Onn J'Onzz's role, especially in Superman stories, but giving the business to Wonder Woman and other God-tier DC heroes is part of why I hated Superman events during the Triangle Number Era. I don't feel like most modern writers can tell compelling Superman stories, and there's a subset that try to make up for it by elevating Superman so far above his peers that every other hero may as well be Jimmy Olsen. Any time I feel bad for the contempt I hold against Dan Jurgens, I recall lame, derivative, condescending mediocrities like this, and feel validated in my decades of disdain.

Wednesday, July 2, 2025

New History of the DC Universe #1 (August, 2025)

It's a bit funny. This post is running late in part because I also ran late last week, and I didn't want to "step" on the full duration of an art post. But mostly, because I thought that I was going to quickly cover the old History of the DCU, and it just kept going. I'm going to circle back to that next week, and give this more or less deserved short shrift. You see, there are only 28 story pages in this edition, and 48 in the original debut volume, yet that one only reached the earliest days of the United States' involvement in World War II. With 20 less pages, and covering nearly double the publishing history, New History makes it well into the nebulous "post war period" of at least the 1960s.

In a key divergence, the writer incorporates elements of the mini-series Doomsday Clock, which to my horror is from nearly eight years ago (though the maxi-series took two years to complete, so its latest reveals are closer to a half-decade-plus old.) Actually, the writer is surprisingly deferential to Geoff Johns' work in general, so maybe he still has sway as the former CCO, or it's just an acknowledgement of his impact at the company. Anyway, the reference is to a government think tank meant to replace the super-heroes lost after the forced retirement on the Justice Society in the early 1950s. Dr. Niles Caulder, Will Magnus, Professor Martin Stein, and Simon Stagg are named and credentialed, so unless one of their projects involved the study of Ian Karkull, these guys would be a minimum of about 30 years old at the time. They would soon reference baby Kal-El's rocket from Krypton, and human frailty suggests these guys would be 60+ today at most, so we're talking a setting of about the same time as 1994's Zero Hour: Crisis in Time that gave us the Martian Manhunter's 35 Years Ago time frame, then meaning 1959.

J'onn J'onzz's use as an historical benchmark is almost exactly the same in execution between the "1987" and 2025 editions of History, but with wildly different relative contexts. Timeline-wise, Martian Manhunter anchors the same gap between "heroic ages" from Justices Society to League that he once did sharing a page with Captain Comet. Except now, the presumably 1950s-set Comet forms a short-lived "Justice Alliance" with other characters published (but not previously canonically set) in that decade: Prince Ra-Man, Automan, Tiger-Man, and Congorilla. What used to be about a four year difference in age between Comet and Manhunter is probably now more like forty years. It makes me wonder where and if the Justice Experience has standing in this sliding timeline, since they were a late 60s/early '70s set team, but Cameron Chase is likely not meant to be in her sixties after seeing her father murdered by Dr. Trap as a child.

With all that having been said, at the end of the day, the image yet comes down to the Alien Atlas manifesting before Erdel, now formally mashing up pre-and-post-Crisis incarnations by name and title...
"In a small laboratory in Colorado, Dr. Mark Saul Erdel tested his teleportation ray for the first time. Inadvertently, he wrenched through space and time a Martian named J'Onn J'Onzz--
Note the mixed caps, which will come up again later/earlier. This book was by writer Mark Waid and artists Todd Nauck and Jerry Ordway. I'd initially assumed that one was inking the other to various degrees, but once I actually read the book, it was clear each was providing full art on their individual pages, with Nauck drawing the Manhunter one. Dave Wielgosz is credited with researching the project with Waid, and offers copious end notes to the issue. The 1998 volume of Martian Manhunter is referenced a few times, including some Tom Mandrake art. Specifically, Ma'aleca'andra's colonization of the solar system. There's also a weirdly worded reference to Kelly/Mahnke JLA about how White Martians "arise" around the time of the Crusades on Earth. The prior Ostrander reference was from Earth's pre-history, with White Martians already competing with greens in the expansion. Even if you excuse it as a reference to the phenomenon of "Burning Martians," one of those was killed by Vandal Savage in the caveman days, so it's still needlessly anachronous. Ma'alefa'ak's plague is unleashed between the times of the Earl of Strethmere and Captain Fear in the early 18th Century of Earth. J'Onn's teleportation is listed between the inital I-Spy activities of King Faraday, and Slam Bradley's arrival in Gotham City.

Tuesday, April 22, 2025

2023 Pop Culture Power Show Mongul Commission by Angel Medina

I've been a fan of Angel Medina since his run on Dreadstar with Peter David in the late '80s, and I first got to have a long chat with him at San Diego ComiCon in 2000 (which led to a misadventure at the 1970s Black Panther panel, but that's another story.) There was a long gap before again making his acquaintence, but he was a regular at a small show out of Stafford, Texas; that died and was reborn as "Pop Culture Con." I've seen him a couple times at those, one just last month, plus Fan Expo Chicago in 2023. Most times, I try to pick up something from him, because I'm still enthused about his art. I've mostly gotten away from Martian Manhunter related commissions, but Medina has a long history of working with Jim Starlin and his cosmic creations, particularly Adam Warlock & Thanos (via The Infinity Watch.) I've devoted a disproprtionate amount of space to Mongul the Merciless on this blog for a rather modest connection to Martian Manhunter, but he's one of my favorite DC villains. I only have one other piece of Mongul art, so I could justify another, especially from such an obviously appropriate creator!

Angel Medina Gallery

Monday, January 6, 2025

MARTIAN MANHUNTER: FROM THE 50'S TO HIS 70'S

Introduction by B. Elson Ridenwell

For all those who have been engaged in incessant quiescence by the mundane exploits of Martian Manhunter, the comic book's potential-est jobber, here is a rare surviving Web 1.0 resource of representative output, spanning seventy years, and never to be published in book form. MARTIAN MANHUNTER: FROM THE FIFTIES TO HIS SEVENTIES is a typical itinerary of the Martian Marvel's life from his first appearance in Detective Comics in 1955 to the unfashionable, inconstant Manhunter of the Seventies (that isn't Paul Kirk... or Mark Shaw... or an android... or Mark Shaw again...)

Here are the memorable "firsts" in Martian Manhunter's history: the first story that revealed Martian Manhunter's origins, the first time Diane Meade suspected John Jones of being Martian Manhunter, the first appearance of the Blue Flame, the first story that revealed Martian Manhunter's for real origins, and many, many more than anyone would ever actually want. The blog traces Martian Manhunter's undisputed reign as the Cuckold Groomsman of Super-Heroes across thousands of stories, either starring more popular super-heroes, or living rent free at the back of books starring more popular super-heroes, individually and in groups of more valued and successful intellectual properties. Revealing the time-marking ways in which the character of Martian Manhunter has radically changed at times, while defiantly failing to even once capture the zeitgeist. His early mild harassment of crime, his Hephaestusean fits of lameness, and his unprecedented impotence for a figure of his power class and visibility in vaunted circles. It is only perfunctory that this long-ignored Alien hero is probably the subject of a vestigial c-plot in a Justice League title at any point in which you're reading this, Dr. Manhattan-style.

MARTIAN MANHUNTER: FROM THE FIFTIES TO HIS SEVENTIES is a regretful cornball de jour, a pacifying distraction into a formulaic space (a Middletown, if you will,) of superhuman power thwarted by an infantile weakness (literally a child can blow out candles.) With a compulsory introduction by E. Nelson Birdwell of Earth-C-Minus in National Periodical Comics, a bibliography of comics Frank bothered to do write-ups for, and a wealth of artwork scanned poorly or ripped off a copyright flouting off-shore website at inferior resolution, the blog may appeal to some Alien Atlas curious, as well as interested parties in "retcons, flops, and the perpetual narrative wrong way."

Monday, November 25, 2024

“‘J’ is for JLA / Justice League of America Jam”

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I'm coming late to an early week, so we're going zero effort. I'm not putting in any work, and that includes posting any original art that I at least labored to pay for. But I'm sure the owner of this piece paid handsomely across the nine years it took to complete! Featuring the work of Aaron Lopresti, Cully Hamner, Dave Johnson, Tom Cook, Barry Kitson, Scott Kolins, Andrew Robinson, Mike Grell, Trevor Von Eeden, and Kevin Maguire on Martian ManHunter, as lovely as it is, the patron has to weep a bit that Pat Broderick drew the wrong "Atom" character (and he has history with both-- c'mon man!)

Monday, November 11, 2024

Superman: Space Age (2022-2023)

Clark Kent's rocket from Krypton landed in Smallville, Kansas a bit later than in real life, offering a late teen debut of Superman in 1963 as part of an atomic age second act of the Cuban Missile Crisis. As with David Goyer's cinematic take, Pa Kent is averse to his son using his powers in any way, much less ever leaving home to do so, and warns him about unintended consequences with the story of his accidental wartime killing of a child. The flying farmboy in overalls nonetheless inserts himself into a moment of geopolitical panic that's ultimately responsible for the fiery death of the citizens of Coast City, California. Cue a rapper monotonously and repetitively intoning "this is the remix."

Clark Kent stumbled upon the Fortress of Solitude and begins training to become Superman, plagued by imposter syndrome over the recent circumstances, and his failure to live up to the hologram of Jor-El's minimum expectations of his child's development. The following year, Clark moved to Metropolis, where he took over Lois Lane's old "kooks" beat after she leveled-up to full reporter. It was here that he met Pariah ("this is the remix, uh-huh uh-huh") and was given a prediction of multiversal doom that will hang over the entire mini-series. Elsewhere, Bruce Wayne further develops a rejected pitch to the military into his Batman arsenal, jet fighter Hal Jordan downs Abin Sur's starcraft, and Lois Lane investigates the great events of the times, including the story highlight of spending time in jail with the Freedom Riders. Lex Luthor creates another missile crisis so that he can rule over the ashes, but is captured by Batman, and the actual nukes are redirected by the arrival of Superman. The characterizations mostly fit the Tom Mankiewicz mold, so you'd be forgiven for hearing the voices of Reeve, Kidder, Cooper, Beatty, and especially Gene Hackman while reading. The outliers are at Wayne Manor, as you'd more rightly hear Sam Hamm as read by Keaton and Gough, including the complete absence of a Robin. A month later, Wonder Woman is dropped into the U.N. to state the need for Amazonian intervention in any future crisis, and joins Green Lantern and the World's Finest at the new Hall of Justice. You can use whatever voice you want to while reading Princess Diana, because she's little more than an obligatory visual presence throughout this story.

Book Two leaps to 1972, and concerns itself with the impotence of colorful heroes maintaining the status quo in troubled times, within a story that is itself almost entirely bereft of non-whites, aside from stereotypical pimp and hos in the opening sequence. Maxwell Lord ("uh-huh uh-huh") takes over Wayne Enterprises, and runs it with such sociopathic criminality that Batman has to burn it all down in the end. Despite being the liberal voice of the Justice League of America for a generation, the appearance of Green Arrow, along with Aquaman, is purely token-- leaving the handwringing to the Dark Knight and Man of Steel. The Flash gets more attention, but in an already media-indebted work, painfully takes his cues from Ezra Miller's atypical ADHD neurotic. Clark Kent drops the ball on Watergate and is scooped by Lois Lane, who is constantly reinforced as his professional and moral superior. Kent does make a big show of finally acknowledging this, seemingly unlocking Lois' chastity as they finally embrace romantically, then marry, then procreate. It's a remarkably conservative trajectory, even for a Superman comic. The back third of this edition of an exceeding long trilogy of self-important 80-page tomes dispenses with the social concerns in favor of a lengthy Brainiac battle that sets the stakes of a final reckoning with the Crisis, along with the abrupt demise of Hal Jordan. Again though, nobody in this book really matters except Clark, Lois, and Bruce.

As with the Zack Snyder Murderverse, I'm more put out by the late inclusion of the Martian Manhunter than I would have been his total omission. It's explained by a contrivance of the story that no aliens are publicly known before the arrival of Brainiac, except Superman, and also readers saw Abin Sur and the Jor-El hologram, but whatever. He is joined by Green Lantern John Stewart, the Hawks, Black Canary (previously at Jordan's funeral,) Red Tornado, the Atom, and... Swamp Thing?!? Stewart gets the job of a Guardians of the Universe-informed exposition dump on the Anti-Monitor, and the insermountable Crisis coming in its wake. This is furthered by a multiverse of Brainiacs trying to recruit a multiverse of Superman...ses... after destroying their individual Earths for... natural resources, or something? It's a dumb play for such a bunch of... you know. In another straight lift from multimedia, Superman is girded into expanded action by the death of his terrestrial father by heart attack. Superman decides 19 years into the narrative to finally embrace hologram Jor-El and his inherited intellect to... take a few years off to master the human genome so that he can analyze every living being to create a pill that cures whatever ails them? It's ahh-- rather convenient-- and continues the telegraphing of the final resolution begun with one particular multiversal Superman at the top of Book Three.

In a nauseating turn that I'm thankful I read before the election, an Alan Dershowitz stand-in exonerates Lex Luthor for mass murder, allowing him to rebuild LexCorp, undermine Superman, and hire a rather Ledger Joker (complete with a Moore-biting origin story) to kill Batman... in an exhaustingly overlong tangent within an already tediously overwritten yet undercooked work that took me seeming ages to finish in one sitting... in a hospital waiting room, to boot. Trust that I was looking for a good distraction here. I had other books with me, but this thing ate up all the hours available for reading. Plus, the whole thing is just a set-up for a gag where Luthor claims victory just as the Crisis begins in earnest and he's forgotten entirely. Whomp-whomp. Here's hoping life imitates art. All I want for Christmas is a Big Mac-fueled coronary.

In a totally unobtrusive sequence where Allred definitely does not draw himself, friends, and family in as bystanders, most of the Earth perishes in lava as the planet breaks into pieces. For once, we don't actually see J'onn J'onzz die by fire, though he almost certainly burns. Just to twist the knife, Swamp Thing uses his stretching powers to save people in the final panel to bother with the props that were the JLA in this tale. Everyone dies, but Superman made a crystal that he stuffs through a hole in the multiverse made by the Brainiacs to land on an Earth where only a Superman survives. He uses it to repopulate everyone from the Space Age Earth as clones, including Lois and Jon Kent, who wonder why he made a golden statue in honor of himself. "That's not me, " the other Superman explains to extras from the forgotten 2005 Michael Bay thriller The Island. The End. So now you can't ask "Whatever Happened To...?" And I believe that I used every available Manhunter image in this blog post.

"Space Age" was by Mark Russell & Michael Allred, credits I copied & pasted from Mike's Amazing World of Comics, who it pleased me to realize was still with us long enough to catalog the book. I haven't had much experience with the writer, but was bowled over by his Superman meets Jesus Christ series Second Coming, which left me on the lookout for more. The artist I've enjoyed since buying the original Tundra Madman #1 in 1992, although I've mostly admired from afar.

Superman was one of my first super-heroes, as would be common for children "From the Thirties to the Seventies." Among my earliest exposures was the Superman #1 Treasury Edition, reprinting the initial Siegel & Shuster stories, so my perspective on the character may be a bit different from most. I don't think the Superman comics of my childhood were very good, and while my key periods of faithful reading were 1987-88 & 1993, I don't hold that material particularly dear. As a fan and retailer, I kept up with the Triangle Number period through heavy skimming and odd reads until it ended, and have dipped in from time to time, but ultimately firmly rejected the Post-Crisis interpretation of the character that persists to this day. My taste in Superman is informed less by the comic stories that I've read and more by the idea of him-- heavily informed by the Donner films, the Animated Series, and references/second hand recollections. I like the Kryptonian Superman-- the one who is more Kal-El than Clark Kent-- as seen in the Golden and Silver Age comics. On pure concept, as metaphor, and at the peak of popular cultural relevance, give me the 1950s Weisinger Man of Tomorrow. I think the further he's drifted from that ideal, with an ever greater corruption by acolytes of Stan Lee's heroes with feet of clay, the less Superman has had to say in distinction from any other idiot that wears their underwear on the outside. It's right there in the "Man of Steel" moniker that the emphasis should be on the super, man!

Russell struck me as a big idea type, and Allred loves playing in a groovy oddball mid-century space, so I really thought that this mini-series would finally serve me the alien intellectual Superman that I've been longing for. There is a little bit of that, mostly toward the end, but it slipped my mind that one of Allred's biggest influences was the foundational Spider-Man artist Steve Ditko, and that Russell's overt humanism lent itself more to Denny O'Neil than Otto Binder. I was crushingly disappointed to realize that Space Age was pretty much the exact opposite of what I'd hoped for, and would trod well worn deconstructionist ground. Thanks to its setting and style, it strongly recalls Darwyn Cooke's The Final Frontier, but undermines its heroes and exposes the underbelly of the nation instead of celebrating the progress made in that era. I now understand that the relatively muted response to this piece is probably because it's so similar to and so pale against other efforts. It was sort of a Justice League story with no interest in the team, a Superman story that gave most of the victories to Lois Lane or Batman, aimed for profundity with bumper sticker platitudes, was a Bronze Age Marvel story with Silver Age DC characters, used the fall of Camelot as an arch and unnecessary allegory for modern sociopolitical concerns, and was a comic book largely dependent on characterization from outside media, reading like pro-fic pitched directly at Walter Hamada's Warner Brothers. But most importantly, as with Snyder, it fundamentally misunderstands the icons it toys with, and the nature of their metafiction. Laura Allred's colors are a beauty to behold on her husband's delightful pencils, but it's all in service to a story that I hold in contempt, and was such a chore to get through that I'll only ever take it off my bookshelf to look at, never again to be read. What I don't need in this moment is a downer yarn about the Superman that failed.

Monday, November 4, 2024

2022 Martian Manhunter art by Ryan Kelly

Had a last "October Surprise" kick in the teeth that meant reneging on that bonus post last week. It also ate up my weekend, so podcasting will be a whole other challenge. If things go the way I think they will on Tuesday night, I'll hopefully be of improved spirits, and am more likely to get that done this round. But if things go pear-shaped, I crawl into a bottle and Google "Canadian citizenship process" again.

Monday, September 30, 2024

The Manhunter From Mars #106 (Nov.-Dec. 1969)

Following his clash with the Cosmic Criminals, J'onn J'onzz resumed his search for the Martian Ark. However, to his surprise, J'onzz's spaceship picked up a distress call from his family: mother, father, and brother, all once presumed lost. More puzzling, the signal came from Phobos, a moon of Mars the Manhunter had previously scanned for signs of life. However his family had come to be there, J'onn was set on reuniting with them.

Upon setting down on Phobos, J'onzz was greeted not by his loved ones, but the humanoid sentries of Duke Dorna. The Manhunter's Justice League of America compatriot Wonder Woman had once rescued her love Steve Trevor and Duke Dorna from a coup perpetrated by Ghurkos. Though Duke Dorna wasn't as clearly corrupt, the Plutonian legal system presumed guilt against any accused, and J'onn J'onzz was declared suspect in the immolation of Mars by The Blue Flame. Further, his fate would be determined through trial by combat, as was the Plutonian way, on penalty of death.

The accused was briefly jailed, sharing a cell with his old foe, B'rett, thanks to a safety feature in his Guard Belt that flew him to the moon when Mars perished in flames. Their reunion prompted a history lesson, recalling ancient myths of the Roman Gods having moved out into the solar system to claim worlds as their own, as was the case with Mars. Not content to reign over a planet that bore his name, Mars also sought to destroy any terrestrial gods, such as those worshiped by the green-skinned Desert Dwellers. The Albino Polar People embraced the gospel of Mars, which is why they assumed more humanoid appearances than the greens. Mars set the Martian tribes against one another, for sport and to assert dominance, aided by the lesser deities that served him. Lord Conquest oversaw a particularly ruthless band of Polars, who forced assimilation upon captive Desert Dwellers, from which B'rett's yellow-skinned race arose. Treated as lesser beings by the white-skinned Martians, the yellows came under the sway of Lord Conquest's rival, the Duke of Deception. The Duke so loved his people that he crafted a moon of their own to live upon, and led them to Deimos. Later, following a clash with Mars, Lord Conquest took his most fanatical followers to their own moon, Phobos, from whom the even more humanoid and Roman-influenced people of Duke Dorna were descended. Neither Green Martian nor Yellow Deimosian were welcome among the Phobosians, but only B'rett had the patronage of his personal deity in this foreign land. Not only had he declared that B'rett would survive his trial, but that he would also be free to leave for Earth aboard the soon-to-be deceased J'onzz's space ship. It was Duke Deception who had caused J'onzz to lose the trail of the Martian ark, and cast the illusion of J'onzz's family being stranded on Phobos.

All this caused the Sleuth from Outer Space to beg the question, what does God need with a starship? The Alien Atlas and the Xanthic Bandit competed in a series of Olympic-style challenges, as was the Phobosian way, each claiming an equal number of wins. Finally, the pair had to traverse perilous ground, and one wrong step meant a miles deep drop from atop a lunar plane where they had no special powers to save them. Through treachery, B'rett sent J'onzz falling to his apparent doom, while he succeeded with the aid of his still-active guard belt, giddily anticipating his rocket-powered exit from this satellite. However, Phobos could not sustain life without resources from lost Mars, so Duke Dorna and his favored would be taking the vessel for themselves, and allowing Brett to "live" for however long Phobos would keep him. Not only was B'rett enraged, but so was Duke Deception, himself trapped on Phobos by yet another rival, the Earl of Greed. Deception and B'rett joined forces against Dorna, but then the entire moon careened out of orbit.

The Martian Marvel had a history lesson of his own. Not only hadn't any of these false Roman deities of Earth "given" their followers moons, but there were never any Martian moons to begin with. 50,000 years earlier, the genius scientific survivalist Thas Bakkus had created the two miles-wide satellites during an earlier catastrophe on Mars when the rivers dried up and oxygen disappeared. While Thas Bakkus lay in suspended animation, Martian society evolved to adapt to the atmospheric changes, and in 1955 the Manhunter from Mars was teleported to Earth. Professor Erdel's experiments had also caused Thas Bakkus to awaken from his long slumber, and after studying Earth with his cosmic rays, attempted to conquer it as a replacement for his home world. Just after John Jones had captured “The Man of 1,000 Disguises”, Thas Bakkus caused all the humans on Earth to become his type of unevolved Martian, and obey his will. J'onzz was unaffected, but Thas Bakkus' having arrived near Earth aboard the Deimos satellite was causing gravitational calamity to the planet. While the Alien Atlas investigated Deimos and set it on a return course for Martian orbit, the human Jim Croft had thwarted Thas Bakkus himself. The Sleuth had recognized Thas Bakkus' handiwork on Phobos, and had programmed the satellite to carry its citizens to orbit a world that could sustain them. In the confusion, the Manhunter from Mars reclaimed his space ship, and made off, leaving B'rett and Duke Deception to drift through space, with only the guard belt between them...