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Air Ace Picture Library 483 One Moment of Glory

It’s no surprise the Allies won the war. If a feckless wonder like Ben Collis can go around killing people what hope did the Nazis have?
He can fly a Bristol Blenheim like he's ringing a bell, he can pinpoint targets like he’s shooting Wamp rats in Beggar's Canyon, he kills Nazis by the trainload, he brings himself and his crew alive back from every mission. And he’s still not happy!
Put simply Collis is an idiot. But the fates and pocket war comic gods will take this all away from him and turn him into a grease monkey.
Now imagine if he were an American and not some limp Englishman. The story would be forced into a different direction. Instead of flying around and moaning that he’s not in a Hurricane he’d be flying around, blowing up Nazis and saying/muttering/shouting “Want some? – Ha!” “Want some of this?” “Damn Nazis start something!” “Want me to finish it!” –ad infinitum, ad nauseum. Instead when he gets excited he says "wizard".

Otherwise it's a pretty good story where the hero gets want he wants only to throw it away for one moment of glory - but in a nice little play on the title he gets another chance at that one moment.
However in the art department I get the feeling this story may have undergone a few revisions or was made up on the fly. The barrage balloons appear to have been created with some disinterest and look hastily drawn. The interior of the Blenheim looks like it shouldn't (without going into detail) it looks very spacious and comfortable. Also most of the uniforms are just a little too neat for my liking.  Also the aircraft look more like the idea of what they should look like rather than what they actually look like.

In the end Collis mans up, give himself an uppercut and gets on with it.





Those Nazis know how to make the local till a field.


Lessons for bad guys number 23. Don't go around saying how you wish it wasn't you. You'll only bring your comrades to a sticky end.



How could the German's expect to win after being faced with such politeness?




From now on this is how I cus..."Name of a dog!"




 Ahhh the early Blenheim Mk1. Sex in the skies having a smack at the Nazi war machine.




Why car D.K384?



You kill people for living. Keep it together man!You're starting to creep me out.




...a small one man fighter could penetrate the defences...



Fritz was an idiot. All the other guys in the flak unit knew it and they did their best to ignore him.



 ...badly drawn barrage balloons. That'll keep the bombers away.




Oh that instance between Agggh! and the end!





 Just like shooting Wamp rats in Beggar's Canyon.



Nazi ariel euphanasia  ridding the skies of looney Englishmen since 1939.




 Expensive clatter - much much worse than the cheap ones.



Seems like a fair exchange, eight rockets for six Tiger tanks.



Run you scared Nazis!

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War Picture Library 74 Front Line

If you went through life and everybody around you kept on getting killed - wouldn't you develop some sort of phobia? Bob Maxwell is that kind of a man. However he has an excuse - he's in the middle of a war.

To start off with his company gets wiped out. Then the counter attack fails...and this is just the beginning. Where ever he goes the places, the things and the people around him get shot-up, blown-up or machine gunned.

Even the favoured Lieutenant gets it - only he is replaced by a puffed up arrogant and ignorant artillery captain who is beautifully drawn as he is instantly unlikeable. Front Line is doing well as a story until all of a sudden there is an Old Chateau found intact, unravaged, fully furnished, and complete with all fixtures and fittings all in place. It looks like it's ready to list on realestate.com.au or feature in an episode of Location, Location, Location or have Joan Rivers rummage through it on How Did You Get So Rich?

Then there is the family legend that the chateau will fall when the last male heir dies. Then guess which Frenchman, of all the Frenchmen in the world, manages to crash land his Typhoon into the front yard and flatten the garden gnomes and tyre swans?

After this point there are no surprises - which is a bit of shame as I was just getting used to them.

The artwork is also not immune to a surprise or two. Some of the work is fluid but most of it is stiff. The cover has an unfinished quality to it - well at least to my untrained eyes. However the expression of the man with the sten gun does well to evoke a mixture of horror, angst and fear. Between the covers the artwork has its highs and lows as mentioned before - but the artist's invitation to dislike the artillery captain can only be immediately accepted.

Front Line is one of those pocket war comic stories that is mostly enjoyable.



Even though the subject matter is a bit grim this is a good looking panel.













That under the hat Aaargh! looks like a hasty redraw.








It might appear odd Sir, but this really is a regimental tradition and you being an officer and all should be used to this kind of thing.







Nice Typhoon in a spot of bother.




Hints and tips for bad guys number 17. When your comrade calls you by your first name during an enemy attack it's time to RUN.






Ha ha! This guy looks like me stumbling home after a big night out.






Captain Wingnut takes the lead.



Boy that was lucky.

Top marks to the artist on the artillery Captain. How can someone be so unlikeable in so few lines?

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