“Bless Me, Father, For I Have Sinned.” Painful as this is to admit, I didn’t buy this issue off the rack because I did not like Barry Smith’s art. More specifically, I didn’t like how Marianne Rodgers looked in one panel. That was enough for me to decide to see what Archie and his gang were up to that month. Because of that one panel, I didn’t pick up another issue until a cousin talked me into buying #52 several months later. This issue was one of the last holes I fill

Just How Bad? No sense beating around the bush. Iron Man #39 is bad. I’m not just talking about a comic book that’s not very good. No. I’m talking about one so hideous that in an alternate universe, Reed Richards used it instead of the Ultimate Nullifier to scare away Galactus. We’re talking about a story that makes less than zero sense visualized by perhaps the worst art job ever printed in an Iron Man comic. While I’m not a fan of Herb Trimpe, this is without a doubt