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Car Problems got you down?

Well I know they’ve got me down. Brought my truck in to get some routine brake work taken care of (nothing crazy – brakes weren’t even squeaking…) and next thing you know the job goes bad and I’m back to the auto shop three days in a row.

If you’re feeling this like me, shout out to Superman’s first appearance (did you know these reprint issues go for money??) and a Todd McFarlane homage during his Amazing Spider-Man run.

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The Return Of Random Comic Book Friday!

It’s been far too long since I’ve done a Random Comic Book Friday, so to make up for it I’m posting not two but FIVE random results from my search for the word “comic books” on eBay. Which has resulted in a pretty random selection of items…

2 issues of Action Comics, a Fantastic Four pin, a Johnny Quest ad, and a Dark Horse comic I’ve never heard of called Hero Zero. Some weeks are better than others. That’s why it’s called random.

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The Man With The Kryptonite Sock.

Yesterday, in my Metallo post, you may have noticed an intriguing figure with an interesting (and slightly familiar) name.

That name is Zha-vam!

Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? Maybe I need to spell it out for you…

Z for Zeus...

Yeah, ol’ Zha-zha up there was pretty clearly an early attempt at teasing a Superman/Captain Marvel bash fest. There was even a dash of Wonder Woman in there, as Zeus and a bunch of other Greek gods and heroes got jealous of Superman and made their own champion out of clay to go clobber him. They also gave him that nifty alphabet belt that would allow him to summon up MORE famous mythological powers. Like G, for Gorgon:

But more importantly, he had THIS:

Kryptonite sock!

That’s right. The man’s secret weapon was a Kryptonite sock, used to cover his Achilles heel (because when Achilles gives you invulnerability, obviously you get the heel of instantaneous defeat to go with it).

In the end, Superman got his own belt of Godly powers from a rival group of Gods, Atlas (don’t ask) makes like Dr Scholl’s and strips Zha-vam of his green sock, and victory quickly comes with a super belt spank to the…

(wait for it…)

HEEL OF INSTANTANEOUS DEFEAT!

Heel of Instantaneous Defeat!

Name, powers, and general Silver Age cheesiness aside, the whole thing was actually pretty creative. The whole motivation behind the Gods creation of Zha-vam was a good one, and the story ran for three consecutive issues, which was virtually unheard of back then.

(Shout outs to the always excellent Silver Age Comics Blog for the pics and background info on ol’ Zha-zha up there.)

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I’m going somewhere comic related with this, so bear with me.

Rain is in the air, and as such I’m sitting in bed perusing the internet for auctions to post about here on the noize, and as usual the tv is on for background noise. And it just so happens that this classic piece of action hero/rap star collaboration is on:

Not exactly Seagal’s finest hour (though he IS doing a sort of rooftop water ski while dangling from a rope ladder attached to a helicopter right now), but certainly a cinematic high point for DMX. Though I’m sure the author of the book it was based on wasn’t exactly jumping for joy over the way his “raunchy, burnt out cop saga” was translated to the big screen.

All things considered though, not the worst action movie to come out in the 00’s.

But all that’s all besides the point.

I’m posting about Exit Wounds because of one scene in particular. A scene near the beginning where the bad guys rob a police evidence locker while wearing hockey masks. I don’t mean that Jason from Friday the 13th steez, I mean these bad boys:

Now, for any movie buff, the first thing that comes to mind of course is that they stole this look from the classic Michael Mann movie Heat, in which the Hockey mask and jumpsuit look is the chosen uniform for Robert DeNiro and Val Kilmer’s crew to rob an armored car in.

But that’s not where my mind goes.

My mind goes to DC comics and the year 1987. And a little known Punisher rip off named Wild Dog.

I know what you’re asking. “Who the hell is Wild Dog? And why is he running around with Marmaduke and a bunch of old lady dogs instead of a pack of pitbulls and dobermans?” Well, I can’t speak towards the latter, but as for the former…

THIS is Wild Dog:

See? It says so, right on the cover.

An ex-college football star working as an auto-mechanic whose girlfriend is gunned down by the Mafia, Wild Dog was literally a working class version of the Punisher. I mean, we’re talking exact same origins here… decorated Marine? Check. Loved ones killed by Mafia? Check. Decides to wage a one man war in response? Check. The only real difference is that, instead of putting on a SWANK suit of body armor with a scary ass skull on it, Wild Dog settles for his old football jersey, some camo pants, and a hockey mask.

Not a bad look, per se, but nowhere near close to the iconic wardrobe of Frank Castle.

For SOME reason, this watered down wannabe never caught on, and after his mini-series was over he languished in DC C-lister land; getting a one shot and making a few appearances in Action Comics when it was going through a weekly anthology series phase before vanishing from the DCU almost completely in 1989.

Nearly 20 years later, Wild Dog popped up in a panel in Infinite Crisis; a comic in which character after character met gruesome and unnecessary deaths, yet somehow survived completely intact. I have no idea why. You’d think a nobody like Wild Dog would make for perfect cannon fodder (though an alternate reality Wild Dog did meet a grisly end in a 2008 issue of Booster Gold). And yet… I’m kind of glad. I have a soft spot for the guy. I have no idea why. Maybe it’s because his silly little outfit combines Ritchie Underdog with the aforementioned robbers from Heat. But whatever it is, I’m glad to know someone over at DC still remembers he exists.

You’re not the Punisher. You ARE Wild Dog.

Oh yes, you are.


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