Along similar lines, Boingboing recently hepped me to an enormous archive of vintage pulp (mostly skiffy) book and magazine covers. There are plenty of beautifully crafted images by artists of genuine talent, but I think it’s more fun to make fun of those that, er, are best appreciated by the judicious application of a historical perspective:
Well, obviously the dom is there to be obeyed. So if he says “dance”…
Science. Yuh-huh. All scientifical. And such.
Could I make this any funnier with a snarky comment? I think not.
So, uh, Godzilla is a rocket?! Color me confused.
Now, who said the pulps weren’t educational!?
“Robot what?” would seem to be the operative question. Or maybe, “Who bribed the censors?”
Get yer mind outta the gutter! Sometimes a submarine is just a submarine!
Not only does it take a long time to eat, apparently it gives you a splitting headache.
Exactly the sort of portrayal from which Bruce Wayne would most like to distance himself.
(Sample approved for public dispersal by Wayne Enterprises)
And finally, here’s a publisher that was really in touch with the target demographic.