This week's big loser is the cover of Detective Comics #279 (1960), a glittering treasure-trove of wrongness.
First, the visuals (Batman fans, you should probably be sitting down for this):
Items desperately crying out for commentary:
- First of all, the dreadful character design of the "weird creatures". If the intent was to strike fear into the reader, Rosie the Robot's taller sister and a bright pink cat-cow hybrid aren't cutting it.
- At a time like this, should Batman's primary concern really be the sanctity of their secret identities... or should he...oh, I don't know...be trading the test tube for a Bat-Bazooka? Besides, if Tall-Rosie and the Pink Cow know their secret identities, who are they going to tell? A terrified press corps running for their lives? A shrieking Commissioner Gordon hurling his emptied service revolver at them? Who?
- How exactly would these creatures "stalk" Batman of all people? Park outside Wayne manor in a non-descript car wearing sunglasses while reading the newspaper?
- Admittedly, it was a tough assignment to help Batman weather the raging sci-fi fad of the late 50's and early 60's, but I can't be the only one to see just how far afield the Batman books had strayed from their dark, gothic beginnings. Covers like this emphasize how truly lost the character had become during this loopy era, forcing Batman into situations that were equal parts hilarious and humiliating.