Captain America sure asks a lot of questions...

The back-matter in last week's Young Allies Comics 70th Anniversary Special #1 included a couple of ads for Captain America's Sentinels of Liberty, described in one as "the greatest army of red-blooded young patriots ever assembled under one flag...waging a war to the finish against spies and traitors to our country." Another says that each Sentinel of Liberty is "a member of Captain America's own mighty legion."

It sure sounds fishy. Is it a cult? A nationwide boys' gang? An early 20th century militia, for children?

I don't know. I'm afraid I'd need to read more about it, and maybe talk to some of its former members, to really get to the bottom of it. But it must have been tempting to join. For one thin nickle, the price of a comic book, you would get an official membership card and a real badge, as well as the knowledge that you were part of Cap's own personal army of paranoid neighborhood children, "on the constant look out for spies..."

Here's the "Sentinels of Liberty Secret Club News," through which Captain America and Bucky transmitted their orders directly to their Sentinels:

Let's take a closer look at the "Orders of the Month":
Sheesh, that seems like an awful lot of information to send in to Captain America.

I mean, sending him the personal information and "records" of your pals? And what's with this permanent record business? Even if Cap could be trusted not to do anything unethical with all that information, what kind of privacy protection did he offer?

What ever happened to all of that information Cap collected when he was frozen in a block of ice for decades? Or when he died at the end of the recent superhero civil war? Did Bucky Barnes assume ownership of it, along with the Captain America identity? Or is there a dusty box of folders in a SHIELD or Marve Comics warehouse somewhere, containing the records of our grandfathers?

This whole thing makes me feel weird. How much do you really trust this man?
How much can you really trust this man, this man who always wears that creepy mask?

Delayed Reaction: Captain America: Red Menace

Captain America: Red Menace (Marvel Comics), by Ed Brubaker, Mike Perkins, Javier Pulido and Marcos Martin

Why’d I Wait?: I’ve never been a Captain America fan, so not reading his monthly is my, like, default status. I didn’t realize how good Ed Brubaker’s take on the character was until I tried out a trade (Winter Soldier Vol. 1) on a whim one doay, and so here I am, reading it in occasional trade collections rather than monthly installments.

Reading Marvel series in trades verus in monthly installments is something of lose-lose situation for me, I'm afraid. On the one hand, their ad sales got so out of control last fall that its awfully refreshing to be able to read three or four consecutive pages of a Marvel Comic without an ad for Marvel Underoos, superheroes made out of candy or Honda Civics.

On the other hand, I hate, hate, hate their typical trade design. The spines all look the exact same, the front and back inside covers are crowded with ads and ISBN numbers, and the covers are usually reprinted unencumbered with logos and text, but they stick the goddam issue numbers on top of the art.

Why now?: After seeing the human flag so often in the many Civil War corssovers, I just felt like reading about a Captain America who wasn’t completely off his rocker all of a sudden for no reason.

Well?: The bulk of the book is devoted to Captain America #15-#17, by Brubaker and Perkins. I don’t know the history of Cap’s rogues very well, so the first story, which amounted to Crossbones de-programming sin (while cleverly retelling her history), didn’t do a lot for me, but it was a nice brutal introduction to two villains who would become a sort of supervillain Bonnie and Clyde in the very next issue.

From there, Cap and his handler/girlfriend go looking for them and the possibly resurrected Bucky simultaneously, and stumble into the bad guys’ plot to take over an A.I.M. lab, one which has devoured a whole small town.

I’ve seen the “Oh my God, the whole town is in on it!” plot before, but Brubaker makes it seem pretty fresh, and he does a great job portraying Cap’s tumultuous emotional responses to Bucky being out there alive after all these years.

Perkins is just a knock out. He pencils and inks everything, and does so in a photorealistic style that reads like a less labor-intensive version of Brian Hitches. It looks about as realistic (if slightly less meticulously detailed, and sans Samuel L. Jackson’s likeness), but Perkins is obviously a much faster artist (he pencils and inks these three issues). Reading this, again found myself wondering if Ultimates might not have been better off kicking Hitch to the curb in favor of Perkins.

The real highlight of the book though is the Captain America 65th Anniversary Special, which is illustrated by Pulido (Human Target, Robin: Year One) and Martin (Dr. Strange: The Oath, Batgirl: Year One), trading off chapters.

This story was exactly what I think a Captain America comic book should always be like— World War II-era adventures mixing light superheroics with espionage and combat.

Brubaker presents it as a flashback, but one that ties into his story in the monthly (as he did with flashback tales in Winter Soldier). Cap, Bucky, a two-eyed Sgt. Nick Fury and his Howling Commandos are sent behind enemy lines to figure out what the Red Skull wants with a particular scientist and a ruined castle, and stop him from doing whatever he’s doing.

Along the way, Bucky beats Dum Dum at poker, saves everyone from a machinegun, gets wounded, almost dies and falls in love with a resistance fighter. And Cap fights a giant, 15th century robot. It’s a fun story that mixes an old school Saturday matinee serial-style plot points with sophisticated character work. And Pulido and Martin both provide smooth, clean, slightly cartoony art work that feels appropriately comic book-y (as much as I appreciate Perkins’ work, Pulido and Martin’s is closer to my personal aesthetic preference); stylistically rooted in the Golden and Silver Age of comics art, but with fresh, modern storytelling.

Would I Travel Back in Time to Buy the Individual Issues Off the Shelf?: The Anniversary Special? Definitely. The other three? Eh, I’m fine reading ‘em in trade when the mood strikes me.