Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Footprints on the Ceiling

After the awesomeness of our recent Serpent Queen and Sea of the Dead posts, you would think the June 1952 issue of Unknown Worlds #1 was a complete winner, right? Well, two out of three ain't bad, as THOIA harkens to a past themed event like "Stupidest Killers Weekends" with this, a tale so ludicrously plotted (10 pages for this?!), you might just think it's a winner after all. Yep-- another full issue up in ya!










14 comments:

Mestiere said...

So, O'Flaherty and Flitcher had escaped from prison four years before, found hidden loot, and had the brilliant idea of getting rich opening a kennel! O'Flaherty gets revenge for what other dogs had done four years before by setting the kennel on fire for the insurance, which they have despite being wanted fugitives. Flitcher's salve zombifies a dog and O'Flaherty immediately thinks he can get rich by charging money to audiences who will be thrilled to see a suffering dog with no "heart action". Will he lend them a stethoscope?

Why did those zombies care about the dog? Why were their skulls and hands green? Is that connected to the guy's name being O'Flaherty, you know, Irish? Now that I think of it, we were told that his name had been Cal Knowland in prison, another Irish name. Except that Flitcher calls him "O'Flaherty" in that same panel while they're still escaping. Why does the dog turn into a skeleton the second time the zombies appeared, and why did that confer it the power to walk on the ceiling? The tale doesn't even have dream logic. It's like they were making it up as they went along. I guess in a sense this tale is awesome in its incompetence.

Brian Barnes said...

Nothing says terrible, nerve-shredding, black horror from the dark pits of the underworld than RED POLKA-DOTTED PAJAMAS!

Yeesh!

So the dead are afraid of the cops?

Karswell said...

What this story REALLY needed was more panels with O'Flaherty shirtless! Am I right, ladies?

Ladies?

*crickets*

Mestiere said...

There is a lot of shirtlessness on this story. Looks like O'Flaherty kept that prison exercise regime going all those four years despite being crippled by those dogs while escaping. That's why he hated dogs, because when he escaped prison he had intended to become an acrobat again(!) and now couldn't. But being "crippled" didn't seem to prevent him from walking or running. He ran down the stairs in the last panel of page 5 while carrying the dog.

THE BLOB said...

WHAT THIS BLOG NEEDS IS A CHAT BOX

JMR777 said...

So they have a salve that restores tissues to life and/or health, and they DON'T sell it to old rich people who would pay a fortune for jars of the stuff/the formula itself? They willingly go into show business thinking Nobody might recognize them?
I think that Logic, Reason, Common sense and Intelligence all got together and decided these guys were not worth bothering with.
Real Darwin award winners these two.

JMR777 said...

Just thought of it, why didn't the skeleton crew just break the glass of the sky light and get in? Were they afraid of getting cut?

Some of these plot holes are big enough for a zombie brigage to march through.

Tim Whitcher said...

Alrighty then...


It looks to me like tha artwork improved in the last two pages. Maybe a different artist took over when the original one went insane from the script??

Mr. Cavin said...

Screwball horror? I love that panel at the end of page five, the chase down the stairs with the hilarious comedy dog tucked under the main guy's arm. I like to imagine the whole scene at kinetic, under-cranked Keystone slapstick speed. I was certain this was going to be my favorite panel in the whole story till the attacking dog skeleton shouted "arrow" at what's-his-face on page ten. So awesome! That's one for the hall of fame, I think.

Karswell said...

Oh god, the dog actually is saying "arrow!" ???

Mr. Cavin said...

He is indeed. I figure it's a necessary component of invoking his Mortal Kombat fatality: he bites the guy's skeleton out of his clothing in gouts of disappearing blood before sashaying off across the top of the screen.

Karswell said...

I think you mean "slashaying", Mr. C...

AB said...

Come on, admit it. You all would pay good money to see "The Living Dead Trick Dog." O'Flaherty is no dummy.

Mr. Cavin said...

Oh absolutely. Good money after bad!