Ty the Guy OUT!
Some friends of Lulu brought a bomb.
Some friends of Lulu brought a bomb.
I’m in the middle of the most crazy deadline pressures of my adult life this last week as I wrap up Batman-Green Hornet and gear up for a quick, but fun visit with Spider-Man. I’m so, so, so close to the bone with the deadlines that any waking moment not devoted to drawing Adam West and the gang is immoral and cruel to my editor (and colourist and letterer), so I’m afraid I have to run some RE-RUN TOONS this weekend. (Only the second time I’ve done this in over four years of Bun Tooning! I’m NOT a failure. I’m NOT!)
Since it’s Batman (and eventually Spider-Man) that are knocking my calendar days around, I figure it’s only fair to re-run some Bun Toons that feature ’em.
Bonus Comics on a Deadline Moment featuring my two favourite cartoonists:
I have arisen this morning and left my home within minutes…no time for an original Bun Toon (the rules are very strict…I gots to do ’em the morning I get up, folks and folkesses!) But….since it is…
…there is a feast of FREE COMICS here on the Bun Toon, for you to enjoy.
We’ll start with the Rules:
Okay, sure, that was a free cartoon on my website, but what about a free Ty Templeton Spider-Man comic book at my local store?
We have you covered there as well…
Apparently, if you pick up the new Rocket Racoon Free Comic Book from Marvel, it includes a back-up story by me and Joe Caramagna from the Ultimate Spider-Man Adventures series. That’s the first page of a rollicking space adventure up there, and you can have the rest of the story FREE at any participating comic store!
Wait! You want more free? Here’s a complete Spider-Man story by Ty Templeton and Dan Slott!
Yeah, that’s from about three years ago, but if I posted anything more recent without permission, Marvel would vaporize my backside.
If you’re in the Toronto/Brampton area, come and watch me give out free comics in person at:
With all the traffic problems in Toronto, it’s probably an easier drive that anywhere downtown. Come and see me…anyone under ten years old gets a free sketch! Adults must pay through the nose and call me Lord Highmaster.
When I was eleven years old, I saw the movie THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE with my mom, and felt very grown up to have seen a film with swearing in it. A couple of days later, I saw this issue of Mad Magazine and had enough money on me to buy it.
At eleven, I was already waaay into comic books, and drawing, and I couldn’t get over the idea that a comic book had a painted cover that looked sort of like Norman Rockwell had painted it. But…oh my…the interior artwork…
I copied every artist in this book over and over again. Tried to paint that cover with acrylics and draw like George Woodbridge and Mort Drucker and Dave Berg and Paul Coker Jr. and Bob Clarke and Angelo Torres and Al Jaffee and everyone involved in this issue. I couldn’t believe the level of artistic skill on display in a comic book that made me laugh like a monkey when I was eleven.
So I got the next issue and the next…and immediately I was a subscriber. It was the first magazine I ever subscribed to. The first issue that came in the mail had THIS cover:
In this age of the internet, it’s hard to understand the level of subversion involved in this cover. I understand it was banned in a number of stores and even a few American states wouldn’t let it be displayed within their borders. Take that, developing taste in pop culture!
Mad Magazine rather quickly became a cornerstone of my personality. At the age of 20, when it first occurred to me I might actually have the skills to make a living in this biz, I sent samples of my work out to Playboy, the New Yorker and Mad Magazine (it never crossed my mind to work on Super-heroes at the time, I was a gag cartoonist…)
All three magazines rejected my work (as they should have, the work was terrible), but the rejection from Mad Magazine was a treasure to me, because it was signed by Al Feldstein, editor. It was like an autograph, and the rejection hung over my desk for years, somewhat proudly.
We lost Al Feldstein this week at the age of 88. I never got a chance to meet him in person, but he absolutely changed my life when I was eleven, and kicked me in the pants when I was 20. He retired when I was about 25, so I never worked for him…but…
I finally got to his magazine. Thank you Al Feldstein, for ruining my life with your sense of humour and subversion, and forcing me to become one of the Gang of Idiots. It’s all your fault! I could have been a plumber!
Not another one!
A television staple throughout my childhood on FBI and a number of other shows, I always dug this guy’s off-beat name and too-handsome-for-the-room mustache.
But the world of Batman knew and loved him as the voice of ALFRED PENNYWORTH, butler to the cave.
Thanks for all the memories, Efram.
Okay. So the MAN OF STEEL movie is making serious bank. Obviously, there’s a public out there hungry for a cynical, terrifying Superman.
No one’s stupid enough to ignore that audience. So…
And I think I want that Family Circus panel as a T-Shirt.
By the way, just so there’s no confusion. I actually liked the MAN OF STEEL movie…
DC Comics is already ahead of the trend of the parent company. This is from a recent World’s Finest, apparently.
Optimism and honour in our heroes is SO 20th Century.
I’ve been assured by the news media (and my wife, who knows about these things) that today is the one hundredth anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic. There’s a tourist ship over top the wreck as I post this, and memorials and observances going on around the world. Clearly we still hate the ice berg and its family, and global warming is just the beginning of the payback we have planned.
My wife has a small but interesting collection of Titanic things – A few books and documentaries about the event, a CD of the music playing on the voyage – that sort of thing. But she also owns a copy of of the strangest piece of Titanic memorabilia ever created, just because she saw it before me at a comic convention last year.
It was made in 1962, on the FIFTIETH anniversary of the disaster, and according to the editorial page, it was written by Don Smith, supposedly a grand nephew of Captain Edward Smith, the original Captain of the ill-fated vessel. It’s written without permission of his uncle’s estate, or the legal right to use “White Star” as a comics logo.
The story is bizarre, to say the least, involving time travel, and aliens shaped like ice-bergs. There’s a second issue promised in the back, but The Grand Comics Database only lists this first issue on their site. It’s astoundingly rare, apparently, as it was published when a good percentage of the Titanic survivors were still alive and a radio campaign to have the comic legally declared “an abomination” was waged across America in the survivor’s name. My wife’s copy is in fairly good condition, comparatively, as most known copies show signs of burning.
I’m the one with the comic collection, but Keiren won’t give me the comic. Something about it being “hers”.
But over the years, I’ve found a couple of treasures of Titanic Comics at conventions, and present my finds for you:
I’m pretty sure this is Italian. The plot involves a woman in her underwear who seduces some guys and then shoots at people who are shooting at her, and she’s aboard the Titanic, by a stroke of bad luck for all this. She survives on one of the lifeboats, and continues to shoot at someone, even while being rescued. I think this is where the James Cameron found his movie plot.
This is a British Comic I found in Ireland. It features a loveable sailor named Jonah, who is responsible for the deaths of many thousands of innocents over the years. According to the story, he served aboard nearly every great sea disaster of the 20th Century, and managed to cause all of them by tripping over things. So, in a nutshell, he’s a serial manslaughterer at sea, but funny.
I think I know why there aren’t that many Titanic based comic books.
There are some sane Titanic Comics out there, just to be fair and balanced.
And others, I’m sure. I just prefer the weird ones.
If you’ve seen the news in the last few days, this needs no introduction.
Most of the business criminals who destroyed the economy were wearing a suit and tie just like Mr. Rivera. I advise my kids not to wear a suit, or people might think they were an ACTUAL gangster. The clothes make the man, Geraldo, but I sincerely hope no one shoots you because they feel threatened.
Here now, your Geraldo Rivera Comic Book Bonus: