Posts Tagged ‘Red Sonja’
Marvel Team-Up (1972) 79
Finally, some down time devoted to catching up on hauls from the year past.
Pulling from a box of unread issues, I decided to finish what Marvel Team-Up books I’d picked up. As most any collector of any length of time can tell the uninitiated, you tend to give, buy and trade/sell books on a regular basis. Spider-Man titles are no exception.
I know I’ve owned issue 79 before. I know I’ve read it before. But, when I cracked the cover and started, I was pleasantly surprised to find this is a Christmas comic book.
Of sorts.
The story takes place Dec. 22, 1978. Chris Claremont is very specific on that. The date is front and center in the opening dialog box. The snow is falling across New York City, evening a backdrop as the moon shies behind thick stratus clouds. No colored lights lift the night’s burden. The first few pages are exercises in a Glynis Wein blue period.
Having set the mood, in prose and color, a young John Byrne pencils Spider-Man swinging to the Daily Bugle for the annual Christmas party. A quick change to Peter Parker and the titular character is greeted by Mary Jane and mistletoe.
What romance she wished to rekindle is squashed as Peter is ushered out the door on assignment to cover strange doings up town.
As promised on the cover, Red Sonja guest stars with Spidey making for an odd pairing. Still, the story works. And, as any red blooded American boy from the 1970s can vouch, when you found an appearance of Red Sonja on the spin racks, it was a good week.
Claremont and Byrne, already a team on The Uncanny X-Men, wrap the story up in the industry standard 17 pages leaving the reader fulfilled and satisfied their 40 cents didn’t go to waste.



Red Sonja Holiday Special
Okay, no idea is what’s going on here. The 2018 special begins where I left off back about 1977. Our heroine is still clad in her trademark metal bikini astride a mighty stead, broadsword at her side.
Red Sonja Holiday Special
Yet, by page six she’s riding on the back of some guy named Max’s motorcycle through the snow covered streets of modern day New York. Still in her metal bikini. At Christmas time.
Max conducts a tour of the town explaining the various traditions for the season. The action picks up when they meet a dog walker who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Overhearing some mob news, the man is chased until he runs into Sonja and Max.
They choose to beat feet and lose themselves in a Santa Claus convention. Stymied by the scrum of Santas the bad guys decide to leave well enough alone.
At least the remainder of the book is given back to Roy Thomas and Frank Thorne in a replay of “Wizards of the Black Sun” that originally appeared in The Savage Sword of Conan issue 23.
As I’ve written before, you knew it was a good week when you could find a copy of Red Sonja on the spin rack. Sorry, Leia, no one has ever rocked a metal bikini quite like the red-haired Hyborian hottie.