Thursday, February 21, 2008

Ghouls Feast at Midnight

I’ve mentioned before how I’m not really the biggest A.C. Hollingsworth fan, and though today’s tale is far from perfect, I do think he somewhat rises above his usual clumbsy perspectives and ill conceived panel compositions with this colorful, ghoulish tale of forbidden graveyard hunger. Bon appetite!

From the December 1951 issue of Mysterious Adventures #5







7 comments:

  1. Anonymous2/21/2008

    Marta's finger lickin' good. Dig in,boys!

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  2. Anonymous2/21/2008

    THIS STORY DOES HAS SOME INCONSISTANCIES IN THE ART BUT OVERALL IT'S STILL VERY ENJOYABLE. THE PERSPECTIVES DO SEEM TO BE THE MAIN ISSUE.

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  3. I think some panels look great, like the opening splash for example is nicey handled, but other panels look extremely rushed and amateur, like the characters running in the 2nd panel on page one, (looks like a screen grab from a Mario Brothers game.) Also annoying: Page 5 panel 6, check out that door frame in relation to the window ?! Or page 6 panel 2, the graveyard gate columns. If his intention was to create a disorienting vibe with oddball angles and skewed perspectives then he’s not quite pulling it off with the proper level of skill or patience. That’s just my 2 cents.

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  4. Shouldn't that be "BONE appetit"?

    Or do we have to go to EC for that kind of thing? ;)

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  5. I like some of the "coming out of the panel" stuff, like the pipes, and the bull's horns, and a few others. But I see what you mean about the panels you refer to.

    Still, I like this story quite a bit. The son seems to turn awfully fast, but I guess when those "age-old desires" strike, nothing can stop them! :)

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  6. Anonymous2/21/2008

    Yeah,pretty good for a rather overrated artist(panel 3 pg.1 is supposed to be staring up at the villagers,but it looks like a mountain ledge,still it's okay),the script had me suspecting Marta.

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  7. >I guess when those "age-old desires" strike, nothing can stop them!

    Like father, like son... burp!

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