Friday Night Fights: A Monster Unleashed!

Before I get to the violence that has been mandated by decree of Bahlactus, allow me to pose a question to you, gentle reader.

What is the most exciting phrase you can possibly imagine seeing in a comic book?

Take a moment to think about that, because there are certainly a lot of viable options here. "By Bob Haney and Jim Aparo," for instance, almost guarantees twenty-two pages of awesome whenever it shows up, and when Jack Kirby's promising you "a conflict that dwarfs the infinite," it's pretty safe to say that you're in for a good time.

When you get right down to it though, has there ever really been a match for "NAZI FRANKENSTEIN?!"



Yes, rising from the grave to terrorize the pages of Invaders #31, it's this week's FNF contender, the Fascist Flesh Golem as only Mighty Marvel could bring it, courtesy of Don Glut and Chic Stone in a titanic tale they just had to call..



I think that's quite enough alliteration for one night, don't you?

Anyway, there's the merest hint of a story attatched to this thing, but when you're working with an idea like NAZI FRANKENSTEIN, all you really need to know for the story is contained in those two simple words. Suffice to say that the Captain America and Bucky hear about a mysterious Nazi plot centering around a small Bavarian village (complete with its own castle, of course) that the Human Torch and Toro went to investigate and never returned, they decide to check it out.

The castle, of course, is Castle Frankenstein, the site of all the standard old legends, which--as tends to happen with these things--turn out to be one hundred percent true. Result?



Nazi Frankenstein drops a stiff-arm the likes of which have never been seen on Captain America, at the behest of his creator, the wheelchair bound Dr. Basil Frankenstein. Basil is, of course, a Nazi, and has not only furthered his ancestor's research into re-animating corpses, but has also concocted a plan to kill Cap and transplant his own brain into Steve Rogers' body so that he can better love his lady.

No, really.

Needless to say, it doesn't quite pan out for ol' Basil, and the Monster is revealed to be a mere pawn in Basil's evil scheme, a gentle soul that never wanted to obey his master's fascistic commands in the first place, which prompts the Human torch to try to capture him without actually hurting him.

And then Namor shows up and punches the living crap out of him anyway, because hey: Nazi Frankenstein.



And that is just how the Avenging Son rolls. Booyakasha!