Son of...The Horror from the Dollar Bin!!!

It's back!
The Horror has returned.

My first post in this descent into the madness of cheap comics (and such) was about an Image comic called Lady Supreme. I had some things to say about her "costume."

Another questioned whether or not a particular artist even knew how breasts worked. In that post, I wondered how many of these "horrors" would revolve around the depiction of women in comics. I'm going to amend that to how many will revolve around depictions of women in Image comics.

You know how occasionally someone will make the claim that female superheroes are nothing more than soft porn for an audience too young to go an buy regular porn.

That's not true, is it....?

Ah, well, that's not so bad, right? I mean, lots of products use sex to sell, though this does demonstrate a fundamental misunderstanding of human hair. But porn? No way, it's just....um...

Nevermind.

Bride of....The Horror from the Dollar Bin!

This cringe-worthy little gem comes from the inside back cover of Supreme #8. I love the Alan Moore Supreme run, but the rest of the series is one of those rare comics that I occasionally think $1 is too large a sum to pay.

But this back cover ad for The New Men is pure, unadulterated terrible.

Seriously, Jeff Matsuda. Have you ever seen a woman's breasts before?

SERIOUSLY?!?!

(Tangentially, I'm curious as to how many of these "horrors" will revolve around depictions of women. Probably enough to truly destroy my faith in humanity.)

Return of...The Horror from the Dollar Bin!!!

It's been a while since I did a Dollar Bin!!! post. But, honestly, that Lady Supreme comic raised the bar pretty high. And I actually have not come across anything quite so bizarre and just plain bad in any of the dollar bins I've raided in the last little while. But with my 40 Years of Comics Project up and running, I live in hope of discovering some real stinkers in the near, and far, future.

But then I thought, Hey, why does a dollar bin horror have to necessarily be a comic? If we expand our scope of comics collecting a bit, could we include toys?  Maybe little plastic Happy Meal toys, since they usually don't cost much more than a dollar, especially at thrift shops and garage sales.

So I found something just...weird.

I call it Naughty Spider-Man.

Yes, you're seeing what you think you're seeing. It's Spider-Man holding a large, white....something that appears to be protruding from his genital region.

It's not a trick of the camera angle. He really is doing that.

Naughty Spider-Man has a little button on his back. And who can resist a little button to push?

Oh. I should have resisted. Spider-Man has just shot a rope of sticky web fluid from his crotch.

Digest that for a moment.

On the bottom of his foot is a Burger King logo, so this was actually packaged in kids' meals.

Dang. I think I raised that bar again.

The Horror from the Dollar Bin!!!

A new feature.

(Yeah, right, everyone thinks.  I see how often you update this.)

Of late I've been filling in holes in my collection with stuff from the dollar bins.  A lot, and I do mean a lot, of Steve Gerber's stuff ends up there for some reason.  I'm going to chalk it up to him being well ahead of his time and leave it at that.

One of the series I've been trying to pull together is a full run of Image/Maximum/Awesome's Supreme.  I have, of course, Alan Moore's spectacular run on it, and Erik Larsen's cancelled-too-soon follow-up.  But the series ran for 40 issues before Moore and company took over, as well as a few ancillary series.  And my interest in them is their reimagining of Superman.  They do some truly awful things to the big blue boyscout, and I'm interested in seeing if there's a glimmer of a good idea there somewhere.

As such, today while pouring through the bins, I came across Lady Supreme #1, one of the aforementioned ancillary series.  It's written by Terry "Strangers in Paradise" Moore, which makes me feel like it should have something going for it.  I've had issue #2 for a long while, and the third part of the story appears in Maximum Press's Asylum series (gotta try to find that), but I figured with two issues in my hands, I could at least make a go of it.  I got four pages in, and then this happened:

I honestly don't even know what to make of this.  I knew she had a ridiculous costume.  Every woman in an Image title in the Nineties had a ridiculous costume.  But this is really beyond the pale.

Anyway, it inspired me.  As I make my way through these dollar bin treasures, I'll share the most horrendous things I find.  And who knows...I might find really great things, and start another feature.  The Treasure in the Dollar Bin, perhaps?

But seriously.  That "costume."