Then there was the time the Batman cold murdered a guy with his own morningstar.

(Last one, promise.)

METAL.

I mean, come on. His name is even ANTHRAX.

SPOILER: he was there the whole time!

Batman puts a caller on blast. While sitting, no less.

World’s Finest Comics #292. Doug Moench, Jerome Moore, and Frank Giacoia.

World’s Finest Comics #292, June 1983. Man.

This comic came out the summer I was nine years old. I was already familiar with Superman and Batman from TV and toys, but I think this was my first encounter with the comic-book versions. It’s safe to say it still informs my view of both characters.

I read this thing to tatters long ago, so when I chanced upon an intact copy in the dollar bin at Heroes Con? Pure joy. 

In this issue, Superman and Batman go on a late-night radio talk show to take callers’ questions about their crimefighting methods, the nature of evil, their secret IDs, etc. They get caught up in a crazed stalker’s threat to detonate a biological weapon that will kill everyone in Gotham, which they thwart, naturally, by moving the entire building to the moon.

Turns out I still love this nutty thing.

Written by Doug Moench, drawn by Jerome Moore and Frank Giacoia. Cover by Ed Hannigan and Klaus Janson.

phoning-it-in:

Tonight’s viewing.

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alexsegura:

Captain Kirk says, “Hello, weekend.”

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