The Curse of Skeleton Munroe

Category: Ace of Space

  • CATALOGUE OF WOUNDS 005

    CATALOGUE OF WOUNDS 005

    More wounds for the Catalogue of Wounds!

    Ace of Space:

    Shot in the left arm during an attempted skyjacking. (Feature Comics 041, 1941)

    the Black Hood:

    As part of Kip Burland’s journey to masked vigilantism he gets shot all to hell and back by the Skull’s minions. The shots we can see happening are all hitting him in the torso, and according to his hermit mentor there were at least eight of them. Sheesh. (Top-Notch Comics 009, 1940)

    Chic Carter:

    Chic takes a bullet to his right arm while contending with the Phantom’s very satanic boss. (Smash Comics 015, 1941)

    the Comet:

    Shot in the left shoulder by a gun-wielding member of an angry mob that is after him. (Pep Comics 004, 1940)

    the Fox:

    Severely whipped and beaten by the Night Riders during his origin. (Blue Ribbon Comics 004, 1940)

    Galahad: 

    Takes a sword blow meant for King Arthur, and while all these bullet wounds and so forth can get a little abstracted, this is a real overhand chop that has to be threatening to hit his lung. Galahad only survives due to Merlin’s magical intervention. (Top-Notch Comics 008, 1940)

    the Green Falcon:

    Takes an arrow to the left shoulder. (Blue Ribbon Comics 013, 1941)

    the Shadow:

    Shot in the left arm by Zevox, aka the Head. (Shadow Comics v1 004, 1940)

    The Shadow’s left arm can’t get a break, as a few issues later it gets a throwing knife to the shoulder. (Shadow Comics v1 007, 1940)

    the Spider:

    I don’t know the precise number of times the Spider is shot here while tanking bullets to scare a gang but it sure is enough to impress his doctor. (Crack Comics 007, 1940)

    A year later, the Spider gets near-fatally shot in the chest by the Crow. (Crack Comics 018, 1941)

    Whiz, King of Falcons: 

    Silver Streak’s animal companion Whiz is struck in the bird-shoulder by a machine gun round. (Silver Streak Comics 010, 1941)

  • CATALOGUE OF WOUNDS 005

    CATALOGUE OF WOUNDS 005

    More wounds for the Catalogue of Wounds!

    Ace of Space:

    Shot in the left arm during an attempted skyjacking. (Feature Comics 041, 1941)

    the Black Hood:

    As part of Kip Burland’s journey to masked vigilantism he gets shot all to hell and back by the Skull’s minions. The shots we can see happening are all hitting him in the torso, and according to his hermit mentor there were at least eight of them. Sheesh. (Top-Notch Comics 009, 1940)

    Chic Carter:

    Chic takes a bullet to his right arm while contending with the Phantom’s very satanic boss. (Smash Comics 015, 1941)

    the Comet:

    Shot in the left shoulder by a gun-wielding member of an angry mob that is after him. (Pep Comics 004, 1940)

    the Fox:

    Severely whipped and beaten by the Night Riders during his origin. (Blue Ribbon Comics 004, 1940)

    Galahad: 

    Takes a sword blow meant for King Arthur, and while all these bullet wounds and so forth can get a little abstracted, this is a real overhand chop that has to be threatening to hit his lung. Galahad only survives due to Merlin’s magical intervention. (Top-Notch Comics 008, 1940)

    the Green Falcon:

    Takes an arrow to the left shoulder. (Blue Ribbon Comics 013, 1941)

    the Shadow:

    Shot in the left arm by Zevox, aka the Head. (Shadow Comics v1 004, 1940)

    The Shadow’s left arm can’t get a break, as a few issues later it gets a throwing knife to the shoulder. (Shadow Comics v1 007, 1940)

    the Spider:

    I don’t know the precise number of times the Spider is shot here while tanking bullets to scare a gang but it sure is enough to impress his doctor. (Crack Comics 007, 1940)

    A year later, the Spider gets near-fatally shot in the chest by the Crow. (Crack Comics 018, 1941)

    Whiz, King of Falcons: 

    Silver Streak’s animal companion Whiz is struck in the bird-shoulder by a machine gun round. (Silver Streak Comics 010, 1941)

  • MINOR SUPER-HERO 025: ACE OF SPACE

    (Feature Comics 038-041, 1940-1941)

    Pretty fond of the Ace of Space. As you can see above he has the fairly common origin of finding an alien spaceship and [getting powers accidentally from alien technology/ getting powers as a reward for helping the alien/ looting the deceased alien/ taking on the dying alien’s mission and technology]. In this case, he has to defend the Earth from invading Slogoms. 

    Also, I demand that you appreciate that cool looking alien. What a cool guy!

     

    The alien’s power belt gives A.C. “Ace” Egan the standard power array of enhanced flight, strength and speed, plus telepathy and, best of all, makes him 9 feet tall. He also inherits the alien’s spaceship, which can usefully turn invisible. 

    As with most forgotten DC/ Marvel super-heroes I reckon that Ace of Space should be brung back as a legacy hero (or as himself after having relativistic adventures in his spaceship! I’m easy!) because if there’s one thing that I love about a sprawling shared super-hero universe it’s all the weirdos and obscurities. Any group shot at a super-meeting would only be enhanced by a 9 foot tall dude in jodhpurs and a flight helmet. Or his great grand-niece who is still 9 feet tall but dresses like a rockabilly lady – as I said, I’m easy.

    (the Slogoms are also very cool aliens)

  • MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 225: SPEED INC

    (Feature Comics 040, 1941)

    It’s a common enough story in comics: a patriotic scientist (Dr Devlin) develops a bit of cool super-science (a speed serum) and his treacherous (and possibly dangerously Foreign, if his occasional Yoda-isms are any indication) assistant (Karl) appropriates it for criminal purposes. Karl’s real innovation here is that he’s prepared to scale up his operation beyond what a treacherous lab assistant usually does – per the panel caption above he has at least 30 super-fast men in his employ.

    But even 30 guys with dangerously accelerated metabolisms (at one point it’s asserted that they have only 2 years to live! Hopefully there’s a counter serum) are no match for the jodhpur-clad giant Ace of Space. Still, I can only admire Karl’s effort to achieve something greater than the usual penny-ante antics of the crooked lab assistant. Good job, Karl!