
We’ve reached a point in the Fantastic Four run, following the big anniversary issue, where it feels like…well, I can’t say exactly that it’s “killing time,” or “filling pages,” or “keeping a monthly Fantastic Four title on the stands while we wait for a new direction and strong creative team to capture readers and sales like it did during John Byrne’s heyday,” because, well, these are actually pretty good.
Issues #297 through #302 (cover dates December 1986 through June 1987) came out as I was in the home stretch of my high school years, with #302 being on the stands sometime in February. I missed Byrne on the title (particularly after that underwhelming #296), and while I think I kept picking the comics up out of habit, I was still a high school senior working at the local library and not exactly rolling in disposable income to be wasting on comics I didn’t like. Therefore, there must have been something to the title that compelled me to keep reading, despite the loss of the artist/writer that had hooked me in initially.
I’ve mentioned before, somewhere in the past twenty-two years plus of writing this here website that I read all of Fury of Firestorm, staring with the first issue in 1982 and buying it each succeeding issue, and the annuals, new off the rack, until it wrapped up with #100 in 1990. And whenever I bring this up, I tend to note that while the first twenty issues (give or take) of the series are excellent, and the last twenty issues (giving and taking again) are also great, there’s a 60-issue kinda saggy middle that’s just sort of “okay,” usually. Not bad, but not outstanding. Just one of those comics you bought because you liked the character(s) and wanted to see what they were up to, not a comic you picked up because it was breaking new ground in the comics medium, excelling at the art form and influencing future generations.

Do I regret reading all those Firestorm comics? No, of course not. While not necessarily “great,” they were perfectly fine serialized superhero adventure comics. When it came time for me to scour the Vast Mikester Comic Archives for material to stock the shelves at my then about-to-open store Sterling Silver Comics (located in Camarillo, CA — ask for it by name! Um, the store, not the city), the box of Firestorm remained mostly untouched. I did sell my copies of the original short-run 1970s series in the shop, since I had that swell trade paperback. Despite that, Firestorm was just one of those characters I really liked, and my affinity for the character was, in a sense, detached from the actual quality of the stories.
Well, this series of posts isn’t “My Fur-ay of Firestorm,” so let me aim this back at Marvel’s First Family. I think the ultimate result Byrne’s FF run had with me was making me invested in the characters. I wanted to know what happened next with Reed, Sue, Johnny, and especially the Thing. I adored their adversaries, like Dr. Doom and Galactus, and wanted to see more of the FF clashing with them. Byrne’s run wasn’t perfect, but as a whole it was, and remains still, a high-watermark in this superteam’s history. Anyone else who works on the book is inevitably compared to him. And Stan Lee and Jack Kirby, too, natch, but that’s pretty much a given as they’re the creators of the whole darned thing. But you get what I mean here. You’re gonna get compared to Byrne, especially if you’re there right after Byrne.
However, Byrne created a lot of goodwill, I believe, for the comic following his run. People loved his FF, and I have to imagine the entire readership didn’t just drop the series the second Byrne was gone. I imagine many were like me, hanging on because 1) they loved the characters, 2) they wanted to see what was next, and 3) wanted to see what new direction with what new creative team was going to happen. This was me, at this point of time. I was willing to follow along, even after that anniversary issue which, under normal circumstances, may have caused me to drop the book entirely. However, I was still willing to gamble a portion of my high school senior and about to enter college income on the series, because I liked what I had read in the past, and still wanted to see where it would go in the future.
And these six issues, just who was going to work on them? We have Roger Stern as writer, still soldiering on after taking over the scripting chores following Byrne’s departure. And for the last couple of issues, Tom DeFalco comes on to help with the writing chores, presaging his long (and I think, unappreciated) run on the title a few years later. Stern himself is, of course, one of Marvel’s most solidly dependable scribes. For art, we have the Buscema Brothers, John on pencils, Sal on finishes (more or less…Sal does a little pencling as well). An interesting combination, and the name “Buscema” is one that is integral to the history of Marvel as a whole, lending a lot of weight to the title in its time of need. For all my talk of “following a property despite dips in quality,” it seems like my worry was for naught, given the pedigree of talent about to take over the book.

Am I right? Not to leave you all in suspense…well, I used the word “solid” to describe Stern, and I think it’s an overall good description of this short-lived permutation of the Fantastic Four creative team. We get a couple of hte classic villains, like the Wizard and Puppet Master, we get that wedding in issue #300 (promised by Byrne when he was still on the book), we get the superhero melodrama one would expect, including more follow-up on the Thing’s mental state vis-a-vis the team. Each issue is, as my pals over on War Rocket Ajax would say, exactly One Unit of Marvel Comics — competently done, not too much, not too little. It may not reach heights, but it’s not scraping bottom, either.
We’ll be taking a closer look at the individual issues in the next installment, hopefully with a special focus on #300, which I think is the standout. And for a later installment…for all my talk of sticking with the title through thick and thin, when did I eventually drop the book? Hit those Like and Subscribe buttons and you’ll eventually find out!























Now, despite owning most of these comics (I think I’m still missing an issue), I remember very little about this comic other than having Marc Hempel’s usual great cartooning. So, in a first for this series of posts, I’m going to pause here for a moment while I reread at least the first issue. 












