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(More customer reviews)And they don't even fade away---Come taste the Lobster's Claw!
Lobster Johnson. Crime-fighter among crime-fighters in the gilded days of America's Golden Age: a Holy Terror in fighter goggles and leather, bringing justice---and the sting of the Claw---to mobsters and gangbusters everywhere!
Mark it up to Lobster Johnson that three of New York's most notorious crime kingpins were found dead, the sign of the lobster's claw burned into their foreheads, back in the 1930's.
Let me repeat that, for the unwary and the wicked: *burned* into their foreheads.
Evil-doers beware! Fear the Claw!
It was a patriotic age, so when the German legions overran Poland and France, Lobster Johnson did what any able-modied, hot-blooded American crime-buster would do: he joined up. He looked up at the boilerplate poster of Uncle Sam, finger pointing right at his aviator cap and shiny-orange goggles, did the right thing, shook his fist in the air in righteous crime-fighter rage at Hitler, and signed on the dotted line.
So the Uncle Sam took Lobster Johnson in, kitted him up, and shipped him off with a crack platoon of GIs destined for a super-secret mission deep inside Nazi territory: Hunte Castle, a redoubt of Hitler's ultra-secret super-science laboratories, stuffed to its Bavarian hunting-lodge gills with the usual rogue's gallery of nasty monocoled SS villains and nuclear scientists.
It was the nuclear scientists that particularly worried FDR back in Washington. Anyway, the super-secret mission went posthaste, and in 1939, in a remote, mountainous corner of Austria, the top of Hunte Castle exploded. No more super-duper Nazi nuclear laboratory, or whatever it was that the Krauts were brewing beneath the mountain.
So super-secret it was, in fact, that the US government has a) maintained no such mission ever took place and that b) Lobster Johnson was a fictional character. No basis in real life whatsoever. A bad pulp fiction crime-fighter, given time on the silver screen in a series of wickedly bad serials. Absolute fiction---and why are you still talking about this Lobster Johnson guy, anyway, citizen? What are you, a *Commie*?
Suffice it to say, Hitler never got the A-Bomb.
Though Hellboy---big, red, likes cigars and pancakes, a demon from Hell but don't worry, he's on Our Side---gets a little calling card with the sigil of the Lobster Claw and an arch, peeved little question: Fiction? Like, you know, 60 years later.
Here is the Claw!
How cool is it that we live in an Age where Mezco Toys can roll out a Lobster Johnson figure? The figure is 7" of pure Mike Mignola art: the features a pasty white, the goggles and claw insignia a shiny orange, the aviator suit perfect right down to the buttons. Lobster Johnson has a .45 ready to rip on those nasty Germans, and in his left hand---the Claw awaits, burning bright, like a tiger in the Night.
It should be noted: this series of Hellboy figures is based on the original Mignola artwork, and Mezco has outdone itself: Mignola's work, a delicious chiaroscuro of light and dark, is so tastily tactile that it begs to be held, fondled, played with. Lobster Johnson is a great figure: fun to hold, fun to attack Nazi evil-doers with, fun just to look at.
And if you get bored, Mezco has thoughtfully crafted a Wehrmacht super-science floating brain, just to give Lobster Johnson a hard time.
Take that, you Nazi scum!
JSG
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Hellboy Comic Book Action Figure Lobster JohnsonBased on the artwork of Hellboy creator Mike Mignola comes this highly detailed line of collectible action figures. Standing 7" tall, Lobster Johnson features close to a dozen points of articulation for multiple poses. Comes with bendable Brain Ghost.
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