Episode 85, “The Fall Of The Tower”

X-Men #103, February 1977
“The Fall Of The Tower”
Written by Chris Claremont, Pencils by Dave Cockrum, Inked by Sam Grainger, Lettered by John Costanza, Colors by Janice Cohen, Edited by Archie Goodwin

Our First Book Review Is Most Illuminado-ing!

In Which We Discover That Considering His Present Diminutive Company Nightcrawler Might Want To Beware Itinerant Apple Bearing Witches, That When Dealing With Leprechauns It Won’t Be Spare Change You Find in Your Couch Cushions, And That The Earth Will Soon Tremble Before The Combined Might Of Moon Unit And Dweezil!

They Should Call It A Van Helsing Generator!

Book Blurb: “In the midst of a murder investigation, Professor Ilan Stavans arrives in Santa Fe to give a lecture about the area’s long-buried Jewish history. He’s looking forward to relaxing afterwards with an evening of opera, but his presentation on “crypto-Jews” attracts unexpected attention, and soon Ilan is drawn into a desperate race to find the long-lost documents that might hold the key to Rolando’s death. Ilan’s detective work leads him to taco joints, desert ranches, soaring cathedrals, and, finally, deep into the region’s past, where he encounters another young man: Luis de Carvajal, aka “El Iluminado,” a sixteenth-century religious dissenter. In a tale of martyrdom that eerily echoes Rolando’s, Carvajal fled Spain for colonial Mexico at the height of the Spanish Inquisition, searching for his religious heritage—a hunt for which he, like Rolando, would pay the ultimate price.”

Ever since Disney bought Marvel, the mash-ups have become ridiculous!

Ruh-ro, Raggy, a Rhost! Gulp. Ret’s ro!

Black Tom is not so much checking out his gauntlet as avoiding the Colossal crotch right in his eye-line.

When I sit, you sit. When I kneel, you kneel. Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera!

Best hair commercial ever.

The freak tornado made a real mess of the local Star Trek convention.

Banshee has no mouth but he must scream… “Melvin!!!”

Wolverine never got a chance to explain that in many Canadian dialects, “Broad” was actually a respectful term for an elegant lady.

Not his dialect, of course, but many of them.

Somehow, Sean always knew this was how their Cheerleading Gymnastics Team would end.

If the high fall or jagged rocks don’t get you, then the giant Aquatic Cookie Monster certainly will.

Evil alien overlords or not, Erik the Red would not miss a single episode of his soaps.

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