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The Fantastic Four Annual #3, 1965

The Fantastic Four Annual #3, 1965

Written by Stan Lee
Drawn by Jack Kirby
Inked by Vince Colletta
Lettered by Artie Simek
Catered by The Bullpen Gang!

The original story in this issue features a whopping 19 superheroes and 20 supervillains, not to mention Uatu the watcher, Patsy Walker (from the girl magazines they did, and a decade before she’d join normal Marvel continuity as Hellcat), Stan Lee and Jack Kirby themselves. I’m not going to mention all of them in my little one paragraph review, but I actually kept track in the tag section if you’re interested, and I’m so sure that you are.

It’s the wedding of Reed Richards and Susan Storm, the most beautiful event in any comic book person’s life. Unfortunately, they are comic book people, and that means they associate with a lot of super-powered folks. Also, Richards was mean to Dr. Doom back in college, so he’s decided to invent a machine to make every villain in the area try to kill him. After a ridiculously massive brawl, the Watcher shows up and (without interfering at all) gives Mr. Fantastic a machine that’ll send all the villains back to where they were with no memory of what happened at all. Okay, whatever. The happy wedding goes on happily and everyone is happy forever. Except Lee and Kirby, who are turned away at the door because everyone thinks they’re bums.

The reprint stories are that one awesome issue where Dr. Doom and Namor team up to throw the Baxter Building into the Sun and the two half stories from issue #11 where the Fantastic Four answers fan mail and deal with the Impossible Man. There’s usually another one in these annuals, but the huge brawl took up a lot of space, as I’m sure you can imagine.

Yeah, that’s a dumb ending to this excuse to fit every character possible into one comic book, but who cares? It’s all in good fun, and Giant Man didn’t show up at all, so I couldn’t be happier with it! Plus, his worst enemy, the Human Top, is taken out by a single punch from Quicksilver, who doesn’t even have super strength or anything. LOVE IT.


The Fantastic Four #32, Nov. 1964

The Fantastic Four #32, Nov. 1964

Story by: Stan Lee, who has never been more dramatic!
Illustrations by: Jack Kirby, who has never been more thrilling!
Inking by: Chic Stone, who has never been more realistic!
Lettering by: S. Rosen, who has never been more than an hour late!

As I’m sure we all know, Reed Richards, aka Mr. Fantastic, is a tremendous asshole. He’s just the biggest dick in the world, and this issue is like his asshole thesis. It’s a solid, concentrated block of his superiority and not giving a flying fuck about any of your “feelings” or “ideas”. He knows that he is better than you, than ANYBODY, and he isn’t even going to pretend that you don’t know it too.

In the last issue, we met Sue and Johnny’s father, Dr. Franklin Storm, who has been in prison for 20 years because he accidentally shot a mob boss he owed money to. Yep, that’s the story. He came out of pretending to be dead to save Sue’s life, and now they know he exists. Unfortunately, that also means that the FF’s enemies know about him as well, and they waste no time whatsoever in exploiting this relationship. He wakes up one night to find someone who looks exactly like him whisk him off to another dimension and take his place. Then, when Johnny and Sue are visiting, he declares himself the Invincible Man, and goes on a rampage.

The FF try to stop him, but Sue and Johnny can’t bring themselves to hurt their dad, no matter how crazy and super-powered he happens to be (strangely, he has all the powers of the Fantastic Four. Hmm…), and they won’t let Ben or Reed hurt him either. By not following all his orders immediately and without question, Mr. Fantastic gets pissed right the fuck off, and yells at everybody to leave him alone and shut up so he can fix things himself. As expected, he makes a huge crazy machine in his lab which will win the day. They encounter the “Invincible Man” again, and this time Mr. Fantastic tells him he knows what’s up, and if he doesn’t bring the real Daddy Storm back, he’ll blow up the guy’s entire galaxy. He reveals himself to be the Super-Skrull (of course!) and switches back with Dr. Storm… who has been booby trapped and blows himself up instead of hurting his kids.

The only thing worse than Mr. Fantastic being a dick all the time, is him also being right¬†all the time. Can you even imagine living with this guy after this adventure? It’d be insufferable. That being said, the end of the issue is a jarring shift from an asshole showing off to the mourning of two people for their father’s death. They even go so far as to say that they don’t feel it’s appropriate to advertise for the next issue, and leave the characters in their grief. Stan Lee didn’t use an opportunity to promote himself! Can you imagine how serious this death must be?! Fuck, man, I feel bad that I even mentioned anything beside this terrible event.

The Fantastic Four #18, Sept. 1963

The Fantastic Four #18, Sept. 1963

Written by: Stan Lee
Drawn by: Jack Kirby
Inking: Dick Ayers
Lettering: Art Simek

Cool, more skrulls! This time we get to have the most powerful of all skrulls, the Super-Skrull! WOOOO! Also, we find out at the skrull homeworld is located in the fifth quadrant of the andromeda galaxy… Wait, fifth¬†quadrant? Doesn’t quadrant mean… divided into four? What the… I’m starting to think that Stan Lee’s just making all this crap up!

On the distant skrull homeworld, their greatest scientists have been working for a year to design someone who can beat the Fantastic Four. They are incredibly sore losers, I guess. To this end, they’ve designed the Super-Skrull, who has the powers of all of the FF, plus some vaguely described hypnotism power. He lands on Earth and claims it for the skrull empire, even going so far as to plant a flag in the middle of New York. I like this guy’s style.

The FF fight him and lose, then go back to the lab where Mr. Fantastic comes up with some device to stop him, just like every time. In this case, it’s some sort of jammer for a signal that’s coming from the skrull planet which is actually giving the guy all his powers. Isn’t that planet really fucking far away? There’s gotta be an easier way to do that. In the end, the Human Torch seals the Super-Skrull in a hand-made volcano. What a dick.

I included this last panel of the comic as an example of an early use of the narration humor that Stan Lee would eventually use, and use often enough for it to be one of his most remembered traits. And that’s because… it’s awesome. And he’s awesome. Fuckin’ Stan Lee, man. Phew.