Showing posts with label Bronze Age Punching Hitler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bronze Age Punching Hitler. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

I Choose To Interpret This Thusly:

"Superman, noticing Hitler out of the corner of his eye...

I'd ask Neal Adams what he was drawing, but I'd be afraid he'd bring up geology...
...knocks a Nazi bomb into his fat Fuhrer face."

You can tell me otherwise, but I won't believe you.

This happens on the cover of DC Special #29, drawn by the incomparable Neal Adams.

If you sent this to me, remind me. I have the feeling I didn't find this myself, but I have no notes to the contrary.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Welcome Back, Steve!

We all missed you!

God Bless You, Jack Kirby, for knowing the correct sound effect for two Nazi faces slamming together.
...or, most of us did.

This face-smashingly awesome reason to be happy that Steve Rogers is scheduled to come back from "death" today is from Captain America's Bicentennial Battles, published in 1976 (the year your Star-Spangled Blogger was born, by the way). If you can't tell this was penciled by Jack Kirby by now, shame on you. Inks are by either Barry Windsor-Smith or Herb Trimpe (heck, either one is fine by me).

Thanks to Olaf.

Friday, June 26, 2009

What If....

...the Human Torch decided to immolate Hitler two days in a row?

Neil sent me these three pages a while back (click to enlarge):

Marvel Trivia: The Watcher Never Interferes, Except When He Does.Burn, Baby Burn!Hitler Inferno!
...but the real money shot is here:

Flameproof Button? Now I find that hard to believe.
Torch had no choice...You saw him...he had a gun.

Pages are from What If? #4, vol. 1 (Aug '77), "What if the Invaders Stayed Together After World War Two?" written by Roy Thomas with art by Frank Springer (who passed away a scant few months before I started this blog).

Friday, May 15, 2009

Gutzon Borglum Is Rolling in His Grave

You know, I'm willing to bet there are few things that could upset Uncle Sam more than if a certain Austrian War Criminal decided to add his face to a certain mountain in a certain Dakota...


Adolf's damn lucky Teddy doesn't pop out of the mountain and bitch-slap him right here and now.
I mean, I can't imagine he would take it well...

OOOH! This is gonna be SWEEEEEEEET...
Not well AT all...

There are so few times in life that punching a mountain helps. Please: take the time to savor it.
Uh huh. That's pretty much the response I expected.

Oh, Living Embodiment of the American Spirit, is there any problem you can't solve by punching?

God, I hope not. Or we are screwed.

This choice example of Knuckle-Based Hitler-Demolition appears in Justice League of America #108 - with more info to be found here. It was pencilled by Dick Dillin, inked by Dick Giordano, and submitted by Olaf, who is clearly NOT a Dick in any meaning of the word.

P.S. - if you knew what the title of this post meant without looking it up, kudos for paying attention in your Elementary School Social Studies class.