« Don’t you know there ain’t no devil, it’s just god when he’s drunk. » — Tom Waits, Heartattack and Vine (1980)
Another week, another heat wave… I had something else in the pipeline for this week, but the canicular conditions brought to mind Hot Stuff The Little Devil (heat rises!) and his creator Warren Kremer‘s monumental parade of beautifully conceived and crafted calefaction variations.
As you may already know, the Harvey Comics stable consists, in the main, of one-note characters erected upon the visual template of licensed 1940s animation properties Casper the Friendly Ghost (Richie Rich, Hot Stuff, Spooky) for the boys, and Little Audrey (Little Dot, Wendy the Good Little Witch, Pearl) for the girls.
We’ve already presented cover galleries from Spooky and Little Dot (as well as a Hallowe’en-themed array), and it’s now Hot Stuff’s turn to toast and roast. Though we’ve both been rather dismissive of the contents of Harvey Comics, I must point out that if there is a specific series that burns brighter than its brethren do, it’s Hot Stuff’s… at least during the line’s creative peak, the 1960s. Here’s an example of a good one.
Each cover is the brainchild and handiwork of Harvey’s indefatigable resident genius and art director, Warren Kremer. Obviously, one man does not a company make, and his able colleagues Howie Post, Ernie Colón, Sid Couchey and Sid Jacobson were hardly lightweights or slouches… but Kremer was the cover generator.
That’s it for now! Keep cool, and may your asbestos underwear never chafe!
I used to be obsessed with all things Richie Rich. I bought all the titles and man, were there a lot of them. Cut to thirty odd years later and I find a new issue of Richie Rich at my friend, Janna’s house (left there by the kids she was babysitting). I immediately began flipping through the pages, but before my brain could catch up with my mouth, I blurted out, “He hasn’t aged!” Fortunately, she missed what I said, and I refused to repeat it. But I guess it is either a testament to just how much I once loved the character, or my own tentative grasp of reality, that, a part of me, had expected him to have changed.
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“I bought all the titles and man, were there a lot of them.” Yikes, who was bankrolling you? I presume you were buying non-Richie titles as well… which boggles my thrifty, cash-strapped, 70s kid’s mind. Little wonder you could identify with Richie! 😉
As for his eternal youth, I suspect it has to do with his sharing a body with Casper… if they’re not one and the same. Either way, someone’s messing with our minds.
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