One of the few times where the cover is the best part of the entire book. It features a man called the Phantom Reporter, poised on a rainy stoop with zeppelins in the background, guns cocked and loaded, about to leap off the rooftops onto an unseen aggressor. The scene looks like it’s almost in motion and I kept coming back to it as it is visually striking.
But, the story was almost pure crap. The secret identity is nothing more than a purple cape on a beat reporter. It seems everybody knows the Phantom’s real identity and the classic 40s tale isn’t any better. In fact, that story has choppy plotting and the scenes segue ways are non-existent. It’s a poor-man’s Superman, minus the powers, costume, and better writing.
Rating: 4 out of 10 stars
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