MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 951: THE DEADLY DOZEN

(Daredevil Comics 005, 1941)

We open on a demonstration by one Dr Roe of his invention the Death Detector, which he purports is able to determine if someone is incapable of murder (yellow light displayed), potentially capable of murder (red light) or has in fact murdered someone (blue light). 

While the implications and legalities of this device are legion (e.g., how does it determine this, does it distinguish between killing in self defense and manslaughter and premeditated murder, would widespread adoption of this technology create a semi-criminal class of Red Light People who are discriminated against despite having done nothing wrong, etc, etc), the really important thing about this demonstaration is that Bart "Daredevil" Hill taunts mobster "Nat" Nattony into going up on stage, whereupon he murders Dr Roe. Would the machine give Bart a blue light for being directly if inadvertently responsible for Roe's death, I wonder.

Daredevil makes off with the device in order to keep it safe, but the upside of whole sordid affair was that it provided a means of proving the machine's efficacy, as before taking off he had used it to search the crowd for Nattony and instead turned up a different wanted murderer. Now the FBI wants the Death Detector and the Daredevil aims to get it to them.

Nattony's boss Curly is understandably concerned about this development and calls the nation's gang bosses together in Atlantic City for a Crime Convention to discuss the matter. After a lot of goofy business with gangsters picking each others' pockets and so forth, the assembled ranks of crimedom take a vote and determine that the best way to deal with the Daredevil is to pick out twelve of gangland's most proficient killers and send them after him. Thus: the Deadly Dozen!

The members of the Deadly Dozen are: the Crusher, Egg Head, Snake Eyes, Skully, Benito, the Butcher, the Giant Killer, the Owl, Satan, the Sniffer, the Turk and Lady Killer, and though I love the idea of this group on many levels (gather together a bunch of vicious assassins! With diverse and distinct idiosyncrasies and fun names! Yes please!) there is one notable flaw with the concept of the Deadly Dozen, and that is that every single one of its appearances takes place in an anthology comic in which there is simply not enough room to spotlight every member of a twelve-strong team. 

This might be the only story in which each member of the Dozen gets even a token shoutout, rather than mooching around in the background while a couple of highlighted characters get on with the action. As such, we'll take a quick look at them in the order that they appear in-story:

the Sniffer:

The Sniffer stands out from the moment that he appears in that initial group shot, and it's no surprise that he is the breakout star of the bunch, with his own ongoing feature starting in Daredevil Comics 008. A rough, crude, hairy, flat-headed brute who wears rough clothes and rope belt while everyone else is in a suit or tuxedo, the Sniffer is a real rough-and-tumble rowdy boy. As his name suggests, he also has a superhuman sense of smell, capable of locating, for example, the Daredevil in a warehouse full of criminals.

Lady Killer: 

Lady Killer doesn't even get a line before he is beaten up and hung from the telephone pole he was lurking behind for the Daredevil. Hopefully his name derives from the fact that he is a handsome man and not from the fact that he tends to kill ladies, like his recent fellow Lev Gleason character, but it is possible that we will never know.

the Crusher and Egg Head: 

The Crusher and Egg Head fall prey to the ol' duck-out-of-the-way-when-they're-about-to-shoot-you-from-two-sides-so-that-they-shoot-one-another trick, but don't worry, they survive. I'm no gun expert but I'll bet that they specifically tell you not to shoot at something that's in front of someone you don't want to shoot for exactly this reason.

Both Egg Head and Crusher are mainstays of the Deadly Dozen, with speaking lines in just about every story I scanned through just now. With Egg Head this is likely because of his visually distinct bald dome, while Crusher has the distinction of becoming known as Sniffer's best friend over time. He even appears in the very last Sniffer story in the far-distant future of 1956!

Snake Eyes, the Owl and the Turk:

Snake Eyes, the Owl and the Turk make a decent attempt at ambushing the Daredevil while pretending to be FBI agents, only to be beaten up in pretty short order. I haven't read through every Deadly Dozen appearance, but I reckon that this poor showing is also their career highlight, which is a real shame in the cases of the very visually-interesting Owl and Snake Eyes.

Skully and the Butcher: 

Skully and the Butcher get tricked into shooting and knifing one another, respectively, with embarrassing ease by the Daredevil. Once again they are retroactively fine due to the demands of future stories, though this does call their competence as killers into question somewhat.

Though the Butcher seems to be just another face-in-the-crowd member of the Dozen, Skully gets a fair number of speaking roles going forward.

(Skull Score: 1 - just an emaciated face on ol' Skully I'm afraid)

the Sniffer (again), Satan, Giant Killer, Benito: 

Here we have a very contrasting group, with Sniffer and Satan (de facto leader, visually interesting, always in a speaking role) alongside Benito (most boring member, couldn't even muster up a nickname, I'd be surprised if he ever gets another line of dialogue) and Giant Killer (solid middle of the roader, not just bald but short, probably gets a line now and then). All four of them get tossed off the train, and that's it for the Deadly Dozen.

Like I said, I love the Deadly Dozen conceptually and I love the Sniffer specifically, and it's nice to have those feeling about characters who will be returning, for once. I don't think that the problem of one dozen being too damn many members to showcase in a single comic, but who knows? Maybe I'm wrong and some hidden Golden Age gem awaits me still.

As for the Death Detector, not only does it get safely delivered to the FBI so that they can start planning out the dystopian society they're going to form around it (Gattaca meets Minority Report, I reckon), but the Daredevil is able to lead them back to Atlantic City to round up the whole Crime Convention for use as test subjects. 

(almost forgot to include this terrific pic of Daredevil vs the Sniffer from the cover)

Categorized in: Alphanumeric (Twelve), Language (Superlatives - Deadly), Team Index

NOTES - APRIL 2026

Cops Shooting at Fleeing Suspects:

Here's an intrepid officer trying to shoot the Black Terror and his (very young) sidekick Tim in the backs as they run away from the scene of a late-night disturbance. (Exciting Comics 015, 1941)

PROBLEMATIC ROUND-UP 007

Damn their problematic hides!

Rango: 

A former Vaudeville magician who employs a magical gem and some rubberoid mask blackface to establish himself as medicine man/bandit chief in Africa, Rango aka Harrigan is ultimately unmasked by Yarko the Great. (Wonderworld Comics 015, 1940) 

Unnamed Witch Doctor: 

This unnamed Haitian witch doctor has a very unusual scheme: blind entire American cities with a floating vision of some of his men and then loot those same cities of all of their diamonds. Why diamonds specifically? No clue. He is also notable for giving Zambini the Miracle Man a harder time than Satan himself, before eventually being killed, just like Satan himself. (Zip Comics 005, 1940)

War Hatchet: 

Fascist spies striking at the US by inciting Native American tribes to violence is unfortunately going to crop up more than a couple of times as we make our way through the comics of the Forties (and I reckon that the same plot will be recycled with Commie spies in the Fifties and Sixties, alas). This time, the plot is spearheaded by a fellow who calls himself War Hatchet, a European ex-pat turned bandit chief who has returned to the fold to do some espionage work for the dear old unnamed fatherland. 

As is often the case, War Hatchet makes an okay argument for the colonized to rise up against their oppressors, only with a bunch of murder appended and the unspoken coda that there will be new oppressors later on. Spy Smasher not only stabs him to death but chucks him into a fire afterward. (Spy Smasher 001, 1941)

the Yellow Horde: 

The Yellow Horde is a gang of guys in cool looking yellow suits who break into defense plants and shoot poison gas balls everywhere. They turn out to be Chinese, and while the name is arguably in reference to the cool suits I just can't bring myself to trust 1940s America not to get a little bit of racism in for fun.

The Yellow Horde's boss turns out to be an unnamed costumed Nazi who is pretending to be Chinese but also forcing the Horde into doing his bidding. why both? Who knows. Ultimately he gets beaten up by the Hood. (Cat-Man Comics 005, 1941)

MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 950: HANS MEYER

(Daredevil Comics 004, 1941)

Bart "Daredevil" Hill and his fiance Tonia Saunders are accompanying their friends Jeff and Sue Hart on their honeymoon (!) yacht trip when they encounter the killer combo of rough stormy seas and a mysterious lighthouse that sends them right onto a reef.

Happily for all involved (except two sailors who are swept overboard and never mentioned again) the yacht is merely wedged rather than sinking and there is a convenient nearby island. An inhabited one, even, as is revealed when the owner, a Hans Meyer, boats over to check on his new neighbours. 

As you might have noted from when he described himself as the local dictator , Meyer is a prime creep who uses a floating lighthouse to draw ships to his island so that he can hunt their crews for sport, a la Count Zaroff of "The Most Dangerous Game" fame. He barely waits until breakfast is over before he hunts and nearly kills Jeff Hart, and only the Daredevil's timely intervention prevents the coup de grace.

I must give Meyer credit here: unlike most people in comics who see a costumed super-hero popping up well outside of their normal territory but coincidentally proximal to some people from back home, he actually puts two and two together and identifies the Daredevil as Bart Hill, and he loves it. I imagine that when you hunt humans for sport you are just itching for the day a vigilante-type super-hero crosses your path.

I also have to give it to the creative minds behind the Daredevil for continuing to think up reasons for him to be wearing that spiked belt. "It protects him against bear hugs" is a valid, if very specific, reason!

Having trapped the Daredevil in a pit, Meyer gets to brag a bit, and we learn the other part of his misanthropy, as foreshadowed by his leering at the ladies in his initial appearance. Not only does he hunt and murder the men who land on his island but he "marries" any women who do, and as he very conspicuously does not have any women on his island, we must assume the worst for them.

Despite seemingly bringing along every weapon he owns (including some very uncomfortable looking knives just kind of shoved through a strap around his ankle), Meyer's hero hunt goes poorly. Through sheer chance, however, he manages to bury and seemingly kill Daredevil by starting an avalanche.

Meyer immediately scurries back home to marry Tonia Saunders against her will (and just why is the officiant in a cool mask, you ask? Because it was on the cover that way, as far as I can tell) and then gets himself shot by Jeff Hart, who Meyer never actually went back to kill after he was interrupted in the first place and who has seemingly been crawling slowly toward his vengeance the entire time since. All in all, it's a memorable honeymoon for the newly-minted Mr & Mrs Hart!

Categorized in: Location (Pacific Island), Murder (Hunting Humans for Sport), Real Folk - Fictional (Count Zaroff) 

MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 949: PRINCESS SHEBA

(Daredevil Comics 002, 1941)

1900! Archaeologist Professor Pierce leads an expedition to find the tomb of Princess Sheba in Arabia! Buried alive in a solid gold tomb with a gold cobra perched on her chest, Princess Sheba appears to be meant to be the daughter of the biblical Queen of Sheba. The mummy, her grave goods and praticularly the golden cobra found sitting on her chest are all promptly packed up and shipped back to New York.

Professor Pierce puzzles over the inscription on the golden cobra for the next forty years, until, in 1941, he decodes it and learns that the cobra is in fact a bottle filled with special mummy-resurrection juice.

What can a dedicated Egyptologist do in a situation like this, other than immediately run to the museum and unwrap the top half of Princess Sheba's mummy so that he can give her the juice. After all, if it works it will be a tremendous boon to science, and if it doesn't, well, they probably have plenty of other mummies.

The fluid works, and Princess Sheba is restored to life as a goth. I was initially going to classify this as a lucky event for Pierce, but it does complicate his life considerably as he not only has to cover up the fact that one of the museum's mummies is missing but also has an unexpected nude woman who he has implicitly taken responsibility for.

And a responsibility it is, because Princess Sheba is not only a woman out of time but a complete amnesiac. She learns English and so forth with supernatural rapidity, but Pierce forces her to remain isolated and withholds the information that she was entombed alive because she was born with the ability to control men's minds with a kiss and used that power for evil in her first life. This turns out to have been a good idea, because as soon as he does tell her she stabs him to death to gain control of the cobra fluid and use her power for evil. 

Please note that her mind-control kiss is called "the Kiss of Death" and that that is very annoying to me.

Sheba declares herself the Queen of America and sets about building an army of men to enact her will, though her methodology is a bit weird. She targets powerful and influential men, but the only use she puts them to (that we see, at least) is to cut out their tongues and employ them as gangsters in a pretty conventional crime wave. Is this evidence of a fundamental lack of imagination on her part or is it that despite her rapid learning she is still effectively a child and cannot yet make subtle plans? Or was her brain all shrivelled and dehydrated for a few thousand years too many?

This is when the Daredevil gets involved after capturing one of her Tongueless Ones and making him write out the directions to her lair - tonguelessness as a tool of secrecy has really lost a lot of its cache as literacy rates have gone up. Sheba goes into the old familiar femme fatale's "this is the most handsome man I have ever met" routine, and... c'mon. It makes sense when people do that to Superman or the Spirit, or even Batman, as you can see enough of the face to make some sort of judgment, but this guy? Frankly, her interest read as disingenuous and Daredevil is correct in his decision not to kiss her.

The confrontation between the two ends in a bit of an anticlimax, as Daredevil doesn't really do anything beyond avoiding that kiss. Instead, Sheba throws the jar of life-juice at him in a fit of pique, then shrivels back into a mummy almost immediately. Like every comic book character who is dependant on a serum for survival she seems to have timed her doses to the minute instead of leaving a little wiggle room in case of unexpected delays. Or maybe the cobra was magic somehow, whatever. The day is saved and hopefully the surviving Tongueless Ones can go back to their old lives in some fashion.

AND THEY GO BACK TO DISPLAYING HER MUMMY IN THE MUSEUM

Categorized in: Origin (Resurrected Mummy), Power (Mind Control Kiss), Royalty (Princesses)