365 Reasons to Love Comics #50
Fiftieth issue extravaganza! Die-cut hologram foil-embossed cover polybagged with collectible trading card! (And that’s just the 1-in-1000 variant! There’s ten different covers! Hahahah!) You’re gonna want to CGC this one, folks!
Or not. Still, I can’t believe I’ve made it this far. Only 315 more to go after this. Woot.
Black History Month continues as we delve into the life of a forgotten teenage comic star who is one of my favorites even though I know next to nothing about him. Move over, Archie, ’cause here comes…
50. Fast Willie Jackson
Can you dig it? You better! If your response isn’t “Yeah, I can dig it,” then you’re not the jive-talkin’ cool dude or dudette you should be! Oh, hell, I don’t know the lingo, man.
“Fast Willie” (let’s hope he didn’t get that nickname from the ladies) only lasted seven issues as a series, but by God, they look like seven wonderful issues of the peppiest, squeaky-cleanest blaxploitation ever. It wasn’t published by Archie, but it was done in the same style– that “George LeMoine” fellow signing the covers was probably an undercover Archie freelancer.
Mocity (way bigger than Motown, man) was where it took place– and the city was filled with the craziest bunch of characters and/or stereotypes. You had Willie, of course, and his main squeeze Dee Dee. Then there was Jo-Jo, a probable rip-off of Jimmie “J. J.” Walker of “Dy-no-mite” Good Times fame; Jabar, the obligatory militant African-American; Frankie, who could only be a pimp (see above); Issac Hayes–er, Hannibal, a “strong man” (gang bruiser?); Officer Flagg, who filled the “honky” and “The Man” roles; and a few others, like Sister Zola, the Martinezes, and “Jane Fronda.” I’m just going to let that last one lie there.
The whole concept of the series is so wacky; it’s like the Boondocks meets Archie. My God, think of the possibilities! We’ve got to bring Fast Willie and the gang back! Who’s got the rights? Get me their number!
As Willie would say, “rock solid.” If only all Archie clones were this awesome.
Join us (well, me) tomorrow for one of the guys you’ve probably been waiting for all month.