The Curse of Skeleton Munroe

Category: El Carim

  • MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 348: THE SEVEN MASTERS

    (Master Comics 012, 1941)

    The Seven Masters are just your regular drug smuggling/ opium dealing gang operating out of San Francisco’s Chinatown. They don’t get up to anything too spectacular – El Carim gets in on the action because the head of the gang is using his criminal might to try to get a woman to marry him instead of her boyfriend – and they trade on some pulp-era Yellow Peril tropes, but despite all of that I must admit to liking their style. The name! The robes! The custom sword-lowering engine! If only they all hadn’t been wasted on low-tier chumps!

  • MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 348: THE SEVEN MASTERS

    (Master Comics 012, 1941)

    The Seven Masters are just your regular drug smuggling/ opium dealing gang operating out of San Francisco’s Chinatown. They don’t get up to anything too spectacular – El Carim gets in on the action because the head of the gang is using his criminal might to try to get a woman to marry him instead of her boyfriend – and they trade on some pulp-era Yellow Peril tropes, but despite all of that I must admit to liking their style. The name! The robes! The custom sword-lowering engine! If only they all hadn’t been wasted on low-tier chumps!

  • MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 343: THE TWISTER

    (Master Comics 008, 1940)

    Not a particularly distinguished entry today: the Twister is a gang boss who employs child pickpockets and keeps them in line with the threat of some semi-eponymous neck-twisting. No idea why he bothers with the robe and cowl – El Carim doesn’t even bother to unmask him.

    More fun than the Twister himself, in fact, is that his old gang is loyal enough to try to take revenge on El Carim in the next issue – a rare bit of continuity for the Golden Age.

  • MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 339: THE FIREHAWK

    (Master Comics 004, 1940)

    The Firehawk is an extortionist of the particular kind that you get in comic book stories that have to clock in at under 5 pages: a dumb one. See, he has a pretty good threat to hold over the heads of his victims in that he can seemingly set them on fire at will. Since he’s operating on a movie set, he does so by mixing up batches of thermite-impregnated makeup that presumably self ignites after a set time. Like I said, a good threat. The problem lies with his timing: he dopes all of the makeup at once so that the actors are just igniting one after the other – there isn’t even enough time for them to consider paying up. Plus there’s the matter of his secret identity, the fourth lead in a film in which numbers 1 through 3 were set to be destroyed, which is at least a bit suspect.

    For all that, I love this guy for his costume if nothing else. “Green anthropomorphic cartoon bird” is an underrepresented theme in super-villainy.

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    While thinking about this guy I suddenly had a revelation: in any given super-hero universe there would be a podcast about the super-villains of Old Hollywood. Without question! The only real question is just how many episodes would each villain generate. Sadly for the Firehawk, even though he is the genesis for the idea of the Super-Villains of Hollywood Podcast (an idea so powerful that it has propagated backward through the blog) he probably wasn’t fodder for more than one episode – neither Zarrow/ the Firehawk nor any of his victims seemed especially noteworthy in a “lurid true crime podcast” sense so I’ afraid that for the inaugural 

    Number of episodes of the “Super-Villains of Hollywood” podcast: segment, the answer must be one.