From Jack Kirby’s Silver Star #3–beautifully reprinted in Image’s Silver Star Hardcover–wherein our title character and his helmet attempt to rescue a stuntwoman from her death-proof car and fail miserably.
13 thoughts on “An Important Message From the Silver Star”
Wouldn’t… wouldn’t it take him longer than half a second to say that?
So really she’d be dead before he even finished warning her. So presumably he’s doing it for CYA purposes. If anybody questions him about why he couldn’t save the crazy lady, he’ll be all, “Look! I warned her she only had half a second, but did she listen? No! Apparently, her ‘reflexes’ operate at ‘normal human speed’ or something stupid like that.”
Well, he’s using “c’mon” instead of “come on” and “deathtrap” is only one word, plus the contraction “you’ve” — he’s shaving off every possible microsecond here. Also, not the use of short words and omission of almost all adverbs and modifiers. Now if only he had found a way to lose the adjective “crazy,” he would have gained a valuable two-syllable lead time.
Oh, and Silver Star? Actually a very good comic book about death.
Sims, you’re watching and listening to two things I enjoy very much right now.
First Art Brut album was better, though.
Silver Star looks like the lovechild of Ulysses Solomon Archer and Silver Surfer.
“Death-proof car?”
Boy, there’s a real ‘pride before the fall’ moment. Who advertises for a death-proof car, anyway? There’s a car commercial I’d love to see.
New from Ford: the world’s first death-proof car! Guaranteed to withstand a full-frontal Kirby assault, or your money back!
I have a feeling “Advice for Crazy Ladies” is going to become the best category ever.
Holy crow. Silver Star’s not wearing that enormous helmet, it’s wearing HIM.
I want to see a fight between the Silver Star helmet and the Doctor Fate helmet! Two headgear enter … one headgear leaves.
Can Judge Dredd’s helmet come?
Is that Jerry Lewis in that suit?
“Hey crazy LAYYYYY-deeee!”
You have no idea how many times I hear this on first dates.
First Art Brut album was better, though.
I don’t disagree, but I will say that while I didn’t think it was nearly up to snuff the first time I heard it, it’s grown on me more and more each time I listen to it. I mean, that first album was called Bang Bang Rock & Roll and had a song called “Fight!” on it, so it’s pretty much the most perfect collection of music ever.
I was a little disappointed at first that Eddie Argos doesn’t do nearly as much, y’know, singing as I was used to, going for more of a talking-in-rhythm with a little melody sort of deal. It works in a lot of places, but when he breaks out of it the most, like on “Direct Hit,” is when I think it’s the best. Or maybe it’s just that he’s shouting on that one.
Boy, there’s a real ‘pride before the fall’ moment. Who advertises for a death-proof car, anyway?
Actually, the car IS death-proof. You just have to be sitting in the driver’s seat.
…No, really. As it turns out, the “crazy lady” was a stuntwoman who claims “It’s my job to survive these stunts! I get paid for it!” She is not, however, named Stuntwoman Michelle, which would be pretty great.
You have no idea how many times I hear this on first dates.
Look, I said I was sorry!
“What the shit do you care, Pigmeat!”
To truly treasure the Kirby Pacific experience, one needs to originals with their cheap paper and bleeding color.
Wouldn’t… wouldn’t it take him longer than half a second to say that?
So really she’d be dead before he even finished warning her. So presumably he’s doing it for CYA purposes. If anybody questions him about why he couldn’t save the crazy lady, he’ll be all, “Look! I warned her she only had half a second, but did she listen? No! Apparently, her ‘reflexes’ operate at ‘normal human speed’ or something stupid like that.”
Well, he’s using “c’mon” instead of “come on” and “deathtrap” is only one word, plus the contraction “you’ve” — he’s shaving off every possible microsecond here. Also, not the use of short words and omission of almost all adverbs and modifiers. Now if only he had found a way to lose the adjective “crazy,” he would have gained a valuable two-syllable lead time.
Oh, and Silver Star? Actually a very good comic book about death.
Sims, you’re watching and listening to two things I enjoy very much right now.
First Art Brut album was better, though.
Silver Star looks like the lovechild of Ulysses Solomon Archer and Silver Surfer.
“Death-proof car?”
Boy, there’s a real ‘pride before the fall’ moment. Who advertises for a death-proof car, anyway? There’s a car commercial I’d love to see.
New from Ford: the world’s first death-proof car! Guaranteed to withstand a full-frontal Kirby assault, or your money back!
I have a feeling “Advice for Crazy Ladies” is going to become the best category ever.
Holy crow. Silver Star’s not wearing that enormous helmet, it’s wearing HIM.
I want to see a fight between the Silver Star helmet and the Doctor Fate helmet! Two headgear enter … one headgear leaves.
Can Judge Dredd’s helmet come?
Is that Jerry Lewis in that suit?
“Hey crazy LAYYYYY-deeee!”
You have no idea how many times I hear this on first dates.
First Art Brut album was better, though.
I don’t disagree, but I will say that while I didn’t think it was nearly up to snuff the first time I heard it, it’s grown on me more and more each time I listen to it. I mean, that first album was called Bang Bang Rock & Roll and had a song called “Fight!” on it, so it’s pretty much the most perfect collection of music ever.
I was a little disappointed at first that Eddie Argos doesn’t do nearly as much, y’know, singing as I was used to, going for more of a talking-in-rhythm with a little melody sort of deal. It works in a lot of places, but when he breaks out of it the most, like on “Direct Hit,” is when I think it’s the best. Or maybe it’s just that he’s shouting on that one.
Boy, there’s a real ‘pride before the fall’ moment. Who advertises for a death-proof car, anyway?
Actually, the car IS death-proof. You just have to be sitting in the driver’s seat.
…No, really. As it turns out, the “crazy lady” was a stuntwoman who claims “It’s my job to survive these stunts! I get paid for it!” She is not, however, named Stuntwoman Michelle, which would be pretty great.
You have no idea how many times I hear this on first dates.
Look, I said I was sorry!
“What the shit do you care, Pigmeat!”
To truly treasure the Kirby Pacific experience, one needs to originals with their cheap paper and bleeding color.
I have bleeding color!
Oh, shit, no…I’m just bleeding.
Later.