Showing posts with label Martin Pasko. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Martin Pasko. Show all posts

12 May 2020

My Favorite Martin

We lost another fine creator, damnit.

I find myself wondering - is it harder losing folks that we watched break into comics and followed over the years? Or does it feel weightier when they're about our own age?

With Marty Pasko, both factors were present.

If you've read comics for any length of time, you've likely seen his name. I'm not really going to talk about Marty's works right now - i'm sure plenty of folks are doing that on the net this week. Instead, i'm going to let Marty talk about comics. 

Martin Pasko loved comics. He loved them so much that editors wound up naming him Pesky Pasko because he was always giving them feedback, letting them know what he thought was right or wrong about their books. (And prepping himself as a story teller along the way)

Long before Marty was writing comic book tales, many of us were reading his words in the letter pages -









In fact, Marty was seen so often in the letters pages, he became a subject of the letters as well as his own missives appearing...










By yon by - lest you think that he only wrote to DC...





That said, i mostly remember seeing him in the Distinguished Competition's lettercols. All over the place in their reader mailbags; Green Lantern...



...Plastic Man...


...Strange Sports Stories...



...and most especially, The Flash...


Sometimes he appeared so often one might think that Marty was the regular writer on the book. For example (and note that there was only a 1-2 issue gap beforehand) his letters appeared in #s 198, 199, 200, and 201...







Sometimes Life enjoys being amusing. A couple years later this letter appeared in The Flash #226 -


The very next issue, it was Pasko's MP signing the editor's replies -



Julie finally got even.

letters by Marty Pasko from Action #s 359 & 391, Atom & Hawkman #s 42 & 44, Daredevil #s 60, 63 & 70, Detective #s 383, 389, 401, 402, 404, 406, & 408, Green Lantern #s 69 & 73, Justice League Of America #82, Plastic Man #9, Strange Sports Stories #4, The Flash #s 195, 198-201, 209, & 226-228, and World's Finest Comics #s 201, 203, 205, & 207 (oh, man - you didn't want all the years, did you? I want to post this today. Um... 1960s, 1970s)


21 June 2018

Easing Troubled Minds

No, of course i wasn't going to leave things like that.

The Kryptonoid kept Superman on the defensive through most of the next issue's story, until the penultimate page. In addition to featuring the turning point of the fight leading to our villain's defeat, that page also reveals the answer the question posed in the previous post - How did the Kryptonoid animate the lightpost?


Freaked out at the notion of bonding with his own destruction, he's down for the count in only 3 panels.

My guess of the eye-beams transmitting the microorganisms to enable control was correct, but i didn't think to specify having the beams generated by the X-17 robot.

Now you can sleep easy with the knowledge of how Kal-El prevailed.

page art by Curt Swan & Frank Chiaramonte, words by Martin Pasko, for Superman #329 (1978)

How To Bake A Super-Villain


Villains are often as much the stars of comic books as are the Heroes.
As in most forms of storytelling, the heroes are to a large extent defined by their villains. While easy enough to populate the book with generic thieves and politicians (or whatever sort of villainous type one might prefer to insert), trying to create a memorable villain can be a far more difficult feat.

And when your hero is Superman...  well, the complaints about the difficulty of writing villains for him are nearly as legendary as Kal-El himself these days. And understandably, especially back in the days when he could juggle planets while kissing Lois. Whatcha gonna do?

Well, let's jump back 40 years and see how Marty Pasko handled the problem. This morning we saw Clark using the telephone landline to his Fortress Of Solitude (of which Clarks seem to be so fond). The reason he was calling was to check with the computer on a bit of Kryptonian history. Like nearly all Kryptonian history, it involved his father, Jor-El.

Step One) Begin with a Kryptonian organism.

A friend of Jor-El named Ser-Ze had developed a type of commensal (sort of a non-parasitic symbiote) that could animate synthetic component and react to nerve stimuli...


Once again, however, that dreaded X factor pops up. They hadn't considered that living organisms, by nature, multiply. What happens when they grow past the material they were designed to inhabit?


It didn't go well, and soon they were faced with outright revolution and invasion from within...


In the aftermath, some remaining samples are discovered which, of course, means they're going straight into Jor-El's usual trashcan - outer space...


Decades later on Earth, since Jor-El shot most of his trash in the same direction that he launched his son...


Superman, in space dealing with the bus the Commensals rode in on, notices the Kryptonian origin of the piece that got away...


...and, as we well know, anything from Krypton gets a massive level-up upon entering Earth's biosphere...


The two collide, sending each flying in opposite directions and dropping Superman unconscious into the sea.

Step Two) Add one high-powered military officer with a bitter grudge against our hero.

The general in charge of the mission that was scrapped by Superman's mission in space (for the government), has shown a consistently hostile attitude toward the Man of Steel. Far more than one might think we'd see from just having his command undermined...


Step Three) Add one recovered & reprogrammed Superman robot.


Step Four) Combine Kryptonian Organisms and Superman Robot.


Step Five) Blend in Military Officer (Mix Well)


Step Six) Fold in Surprise Ingredient - an unexpected power.
(I know what my theory was as to how this power worked. Have you got one?)


Step Seven) Combine hatred of Superman with hatred of Jor-El for added spice. (Caution - may get too hot!)


There you have it - ready to serve.
But, we're all out of comic, so i guess we're done here, eh?

page art by Curt Swan and Frank Chiaramonte for Superman #328 (1978)