Friday, February 27, 2009

She Wanted to Know… The Black Future

Time for our third tale from the February 1953 issue of Voodoo #6, and this one features the timeless tale of a young girl dabbling in the mysteries of occult cake baking… sounds tasty, and what possible harm could there be? I'll have an extra scoop of ice scream too please thank you.








(Thanks again to Brian Hirsch for the scans!)

TOMORROW: SNAP! CRUNCH!

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13 comments:

Mr. Cavin said...

I love the character development at the bottom of the very first page. Sure, Lila's intellect only "wants to read a book on the occult," but her body is all "I want to go and eat a hot dog."

todd said...

The scariest part is the surprise ending where he starts to turn into a tiger-man or something. Eek!

Anonymous said...

I got really excited when I saw the title of this 1953 story. I half-hoped it was going to be about the 2009 Obama presidency.

My disappointment was overcome by reading this exchange.

"Looks kind of silly to me, Lila."

"No, Don, it isn't. The part where I wear a reeking necklace made from feathers and swamp grass for half a week and then all the secrets of time are, like, mine and shit. Why that sounds as sensible as can be."

Gotta love bored comics writers.

Anonymous said...

I WAS GOING TO SAY SOMETHING ABOUT OBAMA TOO BUT GOT BEAT, DAMN. THIS IS AN UNINTENTIONALLY FUNNY AND WEIRD STORY, NEVER HEARD OF BAKING A BLACK MAGIC CAKE?????? WEIRDEST OF ALL IS HOW NONE OF THE STORYS FROM THIS ISSUE LOOK LIKE THE TYPICAL IGAR SHOP ART. IT USUALLY ALL HAS THAT SAME SORT OF LOOK...... I LIKE THE VARIETY OF STYLES IN THIS ISSUE. COOL.

Anonymous said...

And there's no way Don could, you know, jump in and save her or anything. "Don blub save me! *blub*" "No, dear, it's an air hole! too bad! Looks like you were right about that prophecy!" "But my hand is right here, I'm still alive--" "NO, no, no, it's too late. You wanted to see into the future, and boy, you were right!"

Anonymous said...

I love how Don is still wearing his skates in the second to last panel. Girlfriend's dead, prophecy fulfilled, some mandatory moralization about what we just saw, and then it's two or three more laps around the lake!!

AndyDecker said...

I don´t want to know how many kids tried to bake that cake :-)

Yep, Don was a cool customer. He really likes to scate. while his girlfriend is dragged out of the lake.

The joke is that this is an all purpose prophecy. Crash the car, getting hit by a piano - ooohh, the cake told me.

Horror pariah said...

CAKE: WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE PASTRIES THAT LIE TO YOU LIKE THOSE NO-GOOD DONUTS? Truly bizzare, i also found it weird how he just sits there and talks about the air-hole. The first page reminded me of HORROR HOTEL, then it just went off on a tangent. I love Lila's constantly open mouth and how ludicrously big the crystal ball in the splash is. As for the subject of "Black Art"; when i was a teenager i was one of the first people who bought and tried the spells in those fake Necronomicons they sell in headshops, thinking that the Necronomicon was a real mythical item at the time and not Lovecraft's creation. Apart from some overcooked calimari, no elder gods have showed up to rend me limb from limb or leave me raving in an institution. Cheapskates.

Karswell said...

Yes, most cakes and pastries do have some kind of magical ability over me as well... and doughnuts are indeed the swallowers of souls (Krispie Kremes in particular possess me.)

One more story to go from Voodoo #6 and then it's on to March and---

???

prof. grewbeard said...

madam...please...close...your...mouth!

prof. grewbeard said...

oh, yeah-

"I half-hoped it was going to be about the 2009 Obama presidency."

-i don't get it.

Dimo Java-Lee Garcia said...

fantastic! thanks for that, I invite you to Apuntes criticos.
greetings,
D.G.

Ardsgaine said...

For a moment there in the middle I thought I had stumbled into a Jack Chick tract. Hmm.

To our host: Would you be the Mr. Karswell, late of Lufford Abbey? ;)