Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Death in Reflection

Haven't posted anything around here by the great Dick Briefer in awhile, and digging through the Frankenstein files we find a good 'n spooky back-up tale from the February - March 1954 issue of Frankenstein #29, efficiently written and illustrated as only the dynamic Dick could do 'em! I really love stories like this where an unwitting sap just keeps talking to himself and doing things that are slowly but surely sealing his fate, while we the reader just sit back and watch his awesomely predictable demise coming from a mile away...









11 comments:

Mr. Karswell said...

Hmmmm, I wonder what would happen if I put my head in this old guillotine and pull the lever?

Brian Barnes said...

Hey, Karswell, stop getting in the jokes before we can!

We have the phenomenon of "suicide by cop" and now we have "suicide by ghost!" Anybody that says "the odor of death and decay here makes up for it" has been searching the countryside for years looking for this exact place to commit suicide! "Finally, an old time-y murder victim that looks just like me! Jackpot!"

Briefer always did interesting stuff when he was outside the more cartoon-y drawings. The face on the woman is kind of wacky here and there, something I've noticed in other things he did. It's not bad, it just sticks out and draws in the eye.

The composition on the final page is really great.

Mestiere said...

The implication here is that Floyd Ellis was the reincarnation of Florian Ellison and was killed twice by the same person. But perhaps this story is more interesting if given a science fiction interpretation. The chapel did not appear in any map and seemed to be intact on the inside despite seeming to have no ceiling when seen from the outside. Maybe Floyd Ellis went back in time when he entered the chapel. In fact, since there was no body in the coffin, maybe Floyd Ellis was Florian Ellison the whole time. Not the reincarnation of Florian, just Florian. Maybe Florian Ellison had traveled to the future somehow and had forgotten who he originally was. But he subconsciously remembered, which is why he wrote "historic fiction" and why he could find a "place that isn't on any map of the district and no one told me about..." The chapel was not completely in the past, that's why it looked different from different angles (from the outside, for example) and why Florian could only see the past in the mirror but not behind him. By getting murdered a hundred years after his official death Florian was the "man who stepped out of time".

Mr. Karswell said...

I love the glazed, psychotic look on her faces on page 4... more chilling than wacky to me

Mr. Karswell said...

I can almost hear the Tardis firing up, Mestiere!

Eric said...

I'm only one page in, but, "This isn't the weirdest looking tomb I've investigated, but the odor of death and decay here makes up for it," is the best thing I've read all week. This is a man who knows how to make the most of life, a man who has his priorities straight. Golly, this tomb is pretty banal, but at least is stinks!

You're a good man, Floyd Ellis, an example to all of us. When the inevitable Very Bad Thing happens to you at the end of the comic, I'm sure I'll miss you.

JMR777 said...

What almost any other follower of THOIA would say-

"He looks like me---even the name is almost like mine! And the dates---his age---as old as I am now---and was born exactly one hundred years before my own birthday-
I'm Outta here!!!
Feet, Don't Fail Me Now! I'm gonna run the four mile minute in twelve seconds flat!
WOOB! WOOB! WOOB! WOOB! WOOB!"

Mr. Karswell said...

Haha, so far this post has had the funniest comments of 2018! Keep ‘em coming, gang :(

glowworm2 said...

"Gee,this man could literally be a dead ringer for me!"
"Ooh, there's his coffin! Let's see if he's still inside!"
"Nope, there's no body here! Guess I'll just put on his clothes and imagine what it was like to die by the hand of his crazed fiancee!"

Mr. Karswell said...

Possibly the very atmosphere of the tomb was possessing him to do these things. Or possibly, helplessly, he does these things every night... locked in a doom loop, for all eternity

Mr. Cavin said...

Man, that dude was in checkmate from the first panel. I love how there was no way he could face that she wasn't somehow standing behind him. That's some pretty neat visualization, Briefer. I spent a whole page wondering whether she was going to stab Ellis or his reflection in the back. There was really nothing he cold to about it.

I think the miasma got to him, frankly. He probably actually crawled into somebody's basement laundry room or something. Couldn't hear the CO2 alarm. Hallucinated the whole thing. Put on all their dirty clothes and crawled into the dryer. Boy are they going to be surprised tomorrow.