Joe Kubert's 1950 St. John comic, Son of Sinbad, was a one-issue wonder. In other words, I wonder if it was intended to be a series, but it didn't sell, or just a one-shot. No telling now, unless Joe tells us.
This story looks something like the Hollywood Technicolor™ version of a fantasy Arabia, with beautiful girls in bras, and guys with turbans and pointy shoes. Think back to Rock Hudson or Tony Curtis as the romantic leading man. (And did Curtis actually say, "Yonda stands the castle of my fatha, the caliph" in a movie?) Think Rhonda Fleming or Debra Paget as the romantic female lead. All good Arabs, Hollywood-style.
Since Christmas is in five days and I haven't given you any Christmas stories this year I've included a Fleer's Dubble Bubble ad with Pud and the gang trimming the Christmas tree with bubble gum. (Is there no end to the Pud Posse's inventiveness when it comes to uses for bubble gum?)
These Fleer Dubble Bubble ads are taken from DC and Fawcett Comics of the early 1950s, circa 1951-54. They're drawn by Ray Thompson, an oldtime cartoonist who went into advertising.
Pud, who looks like Tubby Tompkins' first cousin, and his gang, are featured in these Sunday-style strips. They (of course) prominently display the bubble gum product the kids are selling. What I remember about Dubble Bubble was if it wasn't fresh it was a tiny pink brick which could break your teeth. You worked it in your mouth to get it softened sufficiently to chew. The flavor didn't last very long, and was usually gone by the time you could make a bubble.
Pud and his gang hung around places like haunted houses.
They promoted international goodwill by helping a boy who didn't speak their language. And, of course, with Dubble Bubble gum.
Pud was a hero. He single-handedly foiled robberies, just by using gum! Pud's gang could be a little kinky, playing pirates and bondage. Pud saved his sister, tied up by his friends. Heh heh...it's all in fun, isn't it, Pud? No need to get hostile. Have another chaw of tiny pink bricks.
Pud gave out really bad advice. Kids, listen to Pappy, not to Pud: Bears in the wild are not tame. Every year there are campers who get mauled by bears. Do not mess with bears.
Pud and his gang visited the zoo and despite the "Do not feed the animals" signs they give a chimp some gum. Some fun!
The Dubble Bubble kids went to exotic locales, including the frozen north...
...and the land of the headhunters. Hope they got away before the flavor of the Dubble Bubble disappeared and the headheader got interested again in their heads. Where were their damn parents?
They showed up in India, where they met a snake charmer:
Pud and his friends didn't practice safety when playing. Once again kids, listen to Pappy. Do not shoot arrows in the direction of your friends.
Finally, the Pud Posse were able to defy the law of gravity with bubble gum.
The ads were so well known they were the target of satire in Mad #21, drawn by Will Elder.
Thompson also did the campaign for White Cloverine Brand Salve, another advertiser ubiquitous in comics. The history of the Wilson Chemical Company, which produced the salve, is interesting in itself.
It's Thanksgiving Week. Even with travel and get-togethers I'd like you to stop in on Thursday, November 26. I'm not going anywhere. I have Pappy's annual Turkey Award, given to the dumbest Golden Age story I've read this year.
This story looks something like the Hollywood Technicolor™ version of a fantasy Arabia, with beautiful girls in bras, and guys with turbans and pointy shoes. Think back to Rock Hudson or Tony Curtis as the romantic leading man. (And did Curtis actually say, "Yonda stands the castle of my fatha, the caliph" in a movie?) Think Rhonda Fleming or Debra Paget as the romantic female lead. All good Arabs, Hollywood-style.
