Wendie Jo Sperber, R.I.P.

Sorry to hear that actress Wendie Jo Sperber has lost her battle with cancer at age 47. Here's an obit which mentions a lot of the things she did. There was a period there when she was appearing in one movie or TV show after another, and turning down five offers for every one she squeezed into her schedule. She was very good in every one of them.

Unmentioned in most obits is a musical play/revue called A-5-6-7-8, which is where I first saw and met Wendie Jo. It ran for a year or two at the Zephyr Theater on Melrose in West Hollywood around 1977. Almost plotless, its slim storyline was an excuse for about a dozen talented performers to sing and dance showtunes and novelty songs. Since I knew one of the talented ladies in it, I wound up seeing it a half-dozen times and hanging out with the cast after many a performance. Wendie Jo, who was barely out of her teens, was among the players and she managed to stop the show almost every night with an intense, emotional rendition of "Pachalafaka," a funny tune you may remember from when Soupy Sales used to perform it. She also stole the spotlight in a bump-and-grind version of "Welcome to Holiday Inn" (from the Broadway show, Seesaw) performed by the female cast members.

The thing I remember most about Wendie Jo is that everyone who came to the Zephyr then knew they were seeing the dawning of a great career. The revue was unabashedly intended to showcase its performers, and every casting director in town dropped by to case the talent. Every one of them immediately wanted to put Wendie Jo in something and there was one night when she actually seemed stressed, trying to decide among several offers for her screen debut. She thought they were all bad roles that didn't suit her and, while she knew every actress does some of those, she was hoping to start with something "a little special." Few actors who've never been hired to appear before a camera will turn down a chance to change that…but Wendie Jo decided it was a bad omen to go in and do something that you knew was wrong. So she passed on those offers and a week or so later, she got one of the leads in I Wanna Hold Your Hand, a role that couldn't have been better suited to her. No one who knew her then was surprised at all the work she got after that. No one who knew her ever is unaffected by the news today.

Stamp Out Superman

My old buddy Roger Freedman was the first of (so far) twenty people to remind me that Superman was on a U.S. postage stamp once before — in 1998 as part of the "Celebrate the Century" promotion.

Above, the stamp on the left is the 1995 Canadian stamp I just mentioned. I believe the image is a composite of two drawings, both by Joe Shuster. I haven't made a side-by-side comparison but the train seems to be off the cover of Superman #3 and the Superman drawing is from an interior panel in one of the early issues. (Anyone want to identify which one for me so I don't have to dig around?)

At right above is the 1998 U.S. stamp which uses a drawing from the cover of Superman #2. It was most certainly pencilled by Joe Shuster and was inked either by him or by Paul Cassidy, who was his assistant for a brief time.

Super Heroes Go Postal!

To see the entire set, click above!

The release date doesn't seem to be firm but some time next year, the U.S. Postal Service will be issuing a sheet of stamps of heroes from DC Comics. Above are ten of the 20 stamps on the sheet. The other ten are comic book covers and you can see the entire lot by clicking here. Most likely, I'm told, they'll come out to coincide with the Comic-Con International in San Diego and there'll be some sort of ceremony there involving First Day Issues and some of the folks whose artwork adorns the stamps.

The drawings are all from old covers and panels. The Superman and Supergirl drawings were done by Curt Swan. The Wonder Woman drawing is by Ross Andru and Mike Esposito. I don't recognize the Batman drawing but the Flash is by Carmine Infantino and Murphy Anderson, the Plastic Man is (I think) a drawing Jose Luis Garcia-Lopez did for the DC style guide in the eighties, the Aquaman is by Jim Aparo, and the Hawkman is by Murphy Anderson. My first thought on seeing them was that some of the creators had been slighted but many of them are represented by the covers on the other twelve stamps. The Batman cover is by Bob Kane with assistance from Jerry Robinson, for instance. I don't think the Superman cover chosen, which is from Superman #11, was by Joe Shuster, though. I believe it's by Fred Ray.

This may sound trivial but I'm sorry they didn't pick a Paul Norris drawing for the Aquaman stamp. Paul designed Aquaman and drew his first stories, and is still with us. But I'm delighted to report that my old pal Jack Kirby is represented. That's sort-of a Kirby drawing on the Green Arrow stamp. Jack drew the Green Arrow feature for a year or two in the fifties and DC recently released a collected edition of all the stories he produced back then. For its cover, they had Jack's longtime inker Mike Royer trace and adjust a drawing of Bullseye, a western hero Jack did in the fifties, and turn it into Green Arrow. That's the drawing that's on the stamp. (I just phoned Mike and told him and he was amazed and, I think, happy. How often does an artist find out that he's drawn a U.S. postage stamp?) A Marvel series will follow shortly so perhaps Kirby will get on a couple more stamps.

By the way: This isn't Superman's first time on a stamp. As I noted here, the Man of Steel — as drawn by Joe Shuster — was on a Canadian stamp in 1995. Shuster didn't live to see it but his partner, Jerry Siegel, did and a first day issue, framed with a congratulatory letter from Bill Clinton, was one of Jerry's proudest trophies in life. Sorry he didn't get to see this one, too.

Recommended Reading

Fred Kaplan reports on the new Bush plan for victory in Iraq and says it's a couple years late and way too ambiguous to make much difference.

Scott Free!

My longtime friend Scott Shaw! has been performing his acclaimed Oddball Comics slide show at comic conventions for many a decade. He also posts covers and commentary over on his page over at Comic Book Resources.

What's an "Oddball Comic?" It's a comic book that causes you to scratch your dandruff and wonder what, if anything, was on the minds of the folks who conceived and created it. I've posted two examples above and Scott has thousands more in his collection. Over the years, he's performed his slide show to packed halls of folks who laugh themselves sick at what he shows and what he has to say about them. It's too good a show to only be seen at comic conventions so in January and February of '06, he'll be doing it at the Acme Theater in Hollywood…but you don't have to wait 'til then.

This Sunday, December 4, Scott's doing a preview/test performance at 2 PM at Lake Balboa Studios, which is located at 7412 Balboa Blvd. in Lake Balboa, California. The theater, they tell me, is located north of Sherman Way on the east side of Balboa. By the way: Scott cautions that portions of his presentation — though certainly not obscene — may be inappropriate for young kids. And he adds, "Don't worry if you can't make it; you'll have plenty of opportunities, starting in January. But this advance 'taste' is for free!"

I can't make it on Sunday but I'll be there for the Acme run…and probably more than once. It's a great show and not just for those of us who've read way too many comic books.

Recommended Reading

Fred Kaplan, whose Iraq articles and predictions have been pretty much on-the-money, says that Bush is about to announce the kind of withdrawals that his administration denounces as surrender when proposed by Democrats.

A Great New Game!

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Yes, it's time for a great new game which we just invented. It's called There's No Such Website! and your mission, should you choose to accept, is to spot the fib. Below are links and descriptions for five websites. Four of them actually exist on the Internet. One is a phony that we made up. Study all five and see if you can guess which link won't lead you to the website in question. There is no prize for this except that you get to visit four weird websites and to feel smug if it doesn't take you five clicks to find the phony. Enjoy.

  • Project: Denny's – A group of enterprising folks attempt to visit every Denny's Restaurant in the world and to collect souvenirs from each. To be followed probably by Project: Forest Lawn.
  • Hats of Meat – An entire website devoted to the fashion of wearing steaks, chops and other cuts of beef on your head. For those who like a little cholesterol in their headgear.
  • McDonald's Employee Simulator – Now, from the comfort of your own computer chair, you can experience what it would be like to work for McDonald's making burgers. And just think: You'll be making approximately the same salary.
  • The Helium Tabernacle Choir – A choral group of twenty professional singers performs great hymns ranging from "Amazing Grace" to "Shall We Gather at the River?", all after inhaling large quantities of helium. The soprano hits notes only a dog can hear. [Requires RealPlayer]
  • Cats in Sinks – A collection of thousands of photos people have taken of their pussycats sitting in their sinks. Very useful.

Deck the TiVo!

Here's an article on some of what we'll be seeing in the way of TV Christmas specials the next month. And there are a few paragraphs about A Charlie Brown Christmas.

Go Read

Go read Leonard Maltin on the business of putting out (and putting together) DVDs.

Recommended Reading

Seymour Hersh on what's happening with Iraq and what's going to happen. I think there's something in there to worry everyone.

Claypool Crisis

In the eighties and early nineties, the comic book business went through major upheavals with new companies and new distributors coming and going like lawyers for Saddam Hussein. Some very large operations went from zero to sixty and back again so rapidly that once, when I attended a distributor's national sales meeting, three publishers who'd been expected to exhibit had gone under between the time they bought display space and the date of the event…and less than a year later, that distributor had gone under. When the smoke and acquisitions and bankruptcies cleared, a lot of publishers were history and one outfit — Diamond — controlled distribution. There are other means of getting your product into comic book shops but no known success stories that prove that. If I were publishing and Diamond wouldn't carry my wares, I'd stop publishing and go do something more promising than distributing to comic shops without Diamond. Like opening a CompUSA in Amish country.

One of the unexpected survivors of all that publishing turmoil was a small line called Claypool Comics, which may be the best-kept secret in the industry. Since 1993, they've quietly been releasing 2-3 black-and-white comics per month for a small but loyal following. At a time when few new comics make it past a dozen issues, the bi-monthly Soulsearchers and Deadbeats are each approaching #76 while the monthly Elvira is nearing #153. This track record has not always been appreciated by comic book shops. Ask dealers what they want out of the publishers and the first thing you'll usually hear is "A consistent product that comes out on time every month." Great…but they will often cut back on orders for books that meet that standard so they can order more of the "hot" one-shots and heavily-promoted limited runs.

Recently, Diamond decided to lop off some of the weaker-selling books from their roster. These are probably titles that do make a small profit and for all we know, may be a reason some customers come into comic shops at all. But right now, Deadbeats and Soulsearchers aren't making the cut, meaning that unless they suddenly show a jump in sales, Diamond will decide they aren't worth distributing. That would be a shame. In those books, my pals Richard Howell and Peter David are crafting consistent, well-written tales without gimmicks or "special events." Deadbeats describes itself as a "punk vampire soap opera" and Soulsearchers is a solid super-hero spoof with supernatural themes. If you haven't tried either, it may be now or never. And if you have tried them and drifted away, now would be a good time to jump back on the bandwagon.

Diamond, of course, is well within its rights to not distribute anything it considers not worth its time. I wonder though if certain long-running projects shouldn't be grandfathered in because they do have steady followings. That's something a lot of current top-selling titles haven't been able to manage. I spoke to a friend of mine the other night who's drawing a new book for DC and the hope is that it'll do well enough to stick around for two or three years. Beyond that, no one dares dream. While the marketplace does need the top-selling books, it also needs the long-selling books…the ones that do not postulate a complete turnover of readership every year or two. I sure hope Claypool keeps all three of its titles afloat, if only to remind others that it can be done.

Useful (but tardy) Information

Here, too late to be of any use to you on Thanksgiving, are lessons in how to carve a turkey.

Recommended Blogging

I should have mentioned it some time ago but my pal Steve Thompson has set up a weblog of goodies from his "pop culture" library. Everything there is of interest but he just put up this item, which is an ad for the short-lived Lorenzo and Henrietta Music Show from 1976. This was a folksy talk show with Lorenzo, his wife and some friends and it went on the air and off in record time. (Steve has the chronology slightly wrong, by the way. Lorenzo started voicing Carlton the Doorman on the Rhoda show in 1974.)

Lorenzo didn't talk about it much when I knew him. It represented a very bad episode in his life due to some personal tragedies that occurred around that time. They made it very difficult for him to do the show…and the fact that he knew he wasn't at his best on-air made him even more depressed. One time when someone asked him why the show had been cancelled so quickly, he replied, "Bad ratings, plus I was in no shape to do it."

Anyway, browse around Steve's site. Plenty of fun stuff there to look at.

Recommended Reading

Here's a link to this weekend's Frank Rich column. You may be shocked to see that it's about how the Bush-Cheney defense of the Iraq war is collapsing. Who'd have imagined Frank Rich would write of such a thing?

Book Reports

I was disappointed in Ed McMahon's new book on Johnny Carson. I hadn't expected anything but a love letter to his former employer but I had expected more behind-the-scenes and off-camera info than we get in Here's Johnny! An awful lot of it is "Ed" (or whoever actually wrote it) recounting funny things Johnny said and did on the air. That's nice but anyone could have written those chapters without working side-by-side with J. Carson for three or four decades. The press release says, "Now, with Johnny's blessing before he died, McMahon can finally share all the stories that only he knows." Actually, you know a lot of them if you read Ed's two previous books, Here's Ed and For Laughing Out Loud: My Life and Good Times. I'll give you an Amazon link in case you are, like me, a Carson completist. But did we really need Ed to tell us what happened on The Tonight Show when Ed Ames tried to demonstrate tomahawk-throwing? Bill Zehme is working on an exhaustive bio of Johnny and I'll bet it tells us more about his relationship with Ed than Ed did.

On the other hand, I did enjoy Alan Alda's autobiography, which is called — for reasons you don't necessarily want to know — Never Have Your Dog Stuffed. Alda grew up in an amazing family. His father was a burlesque straight man who later became a leading actor on Broadway and in films. Young Alan spent much of his early life watching strippers from the wings and later, hanging out as his dad played Sky Masterson in the original Guys and Dolls. In the meantime, his mother was going steadily out of her mind. It's amazing that the lad born Alphonso D'Abruzzo grew up into most folks' idea of a sane, well-adjusted human being.

There isn't as much about M*A*S*H as I'd expected or might have wanted. Then again, I'm glad Alda did not skip over all the non-M*A*S*H portions of his life. Unlike Ed's, this book actually feels like it was written by the guy it says wrote it, and you learn an awful lot you didn't know about someone you already felt like you knew. Here's an Amazon link and a much higher recommendation. And you can read an excerpt and listen to some interviews with Mr. Alda here.