GENERIC COSTUMED VILLAIN ROUND-UP 045

It's hard out there for the little guys.

Unnamed Spy Chief:

I don't know if I've ever seen a comic book villain with such a distinctive look and clear devotion to a visual theme but absolutely nothing else. Her "decadent Egyptian Queen" bit doesn't spill into her plans, it doesn't inform how her minions dress... she doesn't even have a name. Baffling! 

On top of everything else, her plans are foiled and she is captured by the oafish Navy man Spark Stevens.(Green Mask v1 004, 1941)

John Dale:

When John Dale decides to murder his elderly cousin Ludwig in order to speed up the inheritance process, he disguises himself by grabbing this lizard-goblin mask that seems to be part of the decor, and then again when he decides that further murders will help him to cover up the first one. Thankfully for intrepid reporter Dell and her companion, the Night Bird is there to prevent this second (and third) murder.

Dale's plan is flimsy at best, and includes multiple key factors that would fall apart under the lightest of scrutiny (no autopsy because he, the main beneficiary with power of attorney, said that they didn't need it, fake will, etc). The best of these is this secret room setup, where the open window in the library is covered in an enlarged photo of the view from the secret room in order to obfuscate its presence to those in the library. Would having the will reading in a room other than the library make it even easier to conceal the secret? Certainly, but it wouldn't be as clever. (Green Mask v1 007, 1941)

the Corpse:

In Green Mask v1 007, the titular Green Masks solves the murder of a man named Brown over an engraved box that turns out to contain a map to lost pirate treasure. The murderer, a con artist and fake medium called Swami Zodia, is captured, and Michael "the Green Mask" Shelby and his pals take possession of the map in what I would call morally questionable circumstances. Hope Mr Brown didn't have any heirs!

The voyage to the treasure-bearing island is fraught with death and danger courtesy of a treacherous ship's captain and his ally the Corpse, supposedly the walking cadaver of the pirate who drew the map in the first place. This is of course hogwash, and despite putting in a surprisingly strong showing against the Green Mask and Domino the Corpse is eventually unmasked to reveal that he is... Swami Zodia again! Yes, having committed murder for it, Zodia isn't yet ready to give up on the treasure and has pulled out the comic book con artist's ultimate weapon: the fake ghost. Alas, it does not work. (Green Mask v1 008, 1941)

Simia:

Simia is, simply put, an evil ape (species up for debate. Chimpanzee? Gorilla?). He was found as an orphaned baby and raised by a man named Jim Keane - does his evil nature stem from being brought up in a household where using utensils was prioritized and acting like an ape meant that you get locked up in a cage, seemingly indefinitely? Possibly.

Simia is set free by some evil men who are after Keane, and immediately organizes an ape gang to terrorize the local jungle, which includes kidnapping Kaänga's mate Ann (he also inadvertently helps his foster father by killing his enemies).

Kaänga is not a guy whose home life you want to mess with, as Simia learns just before getting his head bashed in on a boulder. (Jungle Comics 014, 1941)

MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 943: HERR DEATH

(Silver Streak Comics 016, 1941)

This issue continues the trend of Captain Battle foes being fascist spies who are weaponizing fear by dressing up as the undead. In this case Herr Death is, as the name implies, a desiccated corpse version of Death, accompanied by a horde of the walking dead (not, I must stress, zombies. This is more "the dead have come out of their graves" kind of thing which, yes, would be classified as zombie behaviour now but which used to be its own spooky thing).

Herr Death has improved on the formula employed by Herr Skull and the Mummy Master before him in a couple of ways. Firstly, his men are not just spooky looking but fitted with bulletproof vests in order to showcase their supernatural fortitude (lucky for them the "destroy the brain" aspect of fighting the undead doesn't enter the public consciousness for a little while yet). Secondly, Herr Death is far more proactive than his contemporaries and he is very willing to mix it up with his scythe.

Herr Death also has a very thematic cemetery lair featuring a sick-ass corpse whirlpool for disposing of interlopers such as Captain and Hale Battle. I can't imagine that it's too much fun to hang around in between missions but oooh, the atmosphere!

On the negative side, Herr Death and his men are particularly bad at concealing the fact that they are Nazis, from the fact that his name includes the telltale Herr to his minions yelling "himmel!" and so forth the whole time. This really gives the game away to anyone who is paying attention, such as Captain Battle for instance.

Once they're no longer actively drowning in a skeleton whirlpool, Captain Battle and Hale are able to round up Herr Death with little difficulty. Bulletproof vests aren't too effective against four good ol' American fists.

Hale Battle must of course grab his souvenir, and he of course chooses Herr Death's scythe as the coolest possible option. I don't think that it's applicable here since Herr Death did so very many crimes, but this may just be the first time that we've seen someone take a murder weapon as a trophy, which makes me wonder just how many super-villain trials have been ruined because a key piece of evidence is sitting in a cave somewhere?

MINOR SUPER-VILLAIN 378: THE THING

(More Fun Comics 064, 1941)

This is not a complicated one: Congo Bill is asked for help by his friend Jack Brent. Brent is trying to sell his plantation, one of the assets of which is his good relationship with the local labour pool. Just as he had found a buyer, a skull-headed goon called the Thing started murdering workers. It's about par for course re: jungle comics portrayal of nonwhite folks and fairly standard otherwise and of course the Thing turns out to be Mr Tate the prospective buyer attempting to get a better price via wholesale slaughter. The one redeeming feature of the story is this:

The Thing looks sick as hell. You'll be hard pressed to find a better look than a skull in a hood and the cool dagger is a real bonus. The bulletproof vest is of course not visible but speaks to a thoughtfulness that is shamefully wasted in this grubby little scheme.

And yes that is Congo Bill in blackface.